Man from the Comic

Muritala Mohammed international Airport Lagos, Nigeria 4pm My legs has gone numb from all the pacing, I have been waiting since 11am at the airport, I heard the flight was delayed due to a bad weather blah blah... Inside of me I am too nervous to sit down, so I have been pacing for the past five hours since I got here, my stomach have started grumbling because I was too nervous to eat breakfast, but I don't think I can take in anything, I am finally going to see him today, my insta boyfriend thats what I call him because that is where we met... I keep thinking will he be handsome? Does he cover his face because he is ugly? But then who cares about that, I have seen his body, he has the most amazing abs, I can't wait to touch him, but will he like me, I scanned my self on the screen of my phone, I have been exercising for the past one month and I know that it is working, I even drank lots of green tea, people has been telling me that I look gorgeous and different I hope it true, an announcement interrupted my thought his flight has arrived... Geez it's starting all over again, my heart is beating so fast I could swear I can hear it, at this rate I might have a panic attack, I quickly stood at the waiting line, I checked the card board I was holding to see if I spelt his name correctly, I checked my face with my phone screen if my make up is still intact, I paid to have it done, then I stood waiting with my heart on my palm... I don't know how long I waited, but I saw him, in the crowd of people I could make him out well because he is white and almost everybody is black, he was carrying a bag pack, he wore a white t shirt,black skinny jeans, he is holding a jacket, I looked at his face but he is wearing a mask, dark sunglasses, I wonder if he could see through that... Wait a minute he is not alone, there is another guy walking beside him dragging two lugages, maybe he is not the one, I don't remember him telling me that he is not coming alone, I looked around the crowd trying to scan for another white guy,but I have this feeling that it's him, those long legs, I have seen that alot in the pictures he sent me, the guy beside him said something and they both stopped and scanned the waiting line, the guy pointed at me and they started walking towards me, I started shaking, I practised what I always do when I'm nervous, breathe in, breathe out, I was doing just that until they got close to me, and then he spoke through his mask, that sexy voice "Modestar?" he asked, I nodded and replied "Lee Dong Min?" He stretched his hand and pulled me into a warm hug, well things might not be as bad as I expected it to be He released me and took off his mask,Oh my God I think I'm going to die of a heart attack, I just can't breathe, my heart fell off my chest and I just stood there staring with my mouth open, staring dumbfounded at him, this must be a dream, it can't possibly be him...