Ara had groaned at having to drag her heavy luggage out of the airport, she was already pissed enough from where she landed. Ara planned to make a trip to Korea, since she had never been, and she longed to thrive in her culture more. But she boarded the wrong plane. She crumble up the stupid flight attendant for reassuring her she was headed to South Korea, yet here Ara was, in Thai land. On a beach? She couldn't even read the whereabouts since whatever everyone gave her the Vietnamese language.
She decided her best hope was to drive around to try and find any signs in English, hoping that the person there understood her, and would be okay to get involved. She drove, and drove, she was driving from 3 am to 8 pm, she didn't even look back at the time and the sun started to rise. Her gas was low... Ara shook her head, she had to keep going, fate would definitely bring her to someone who understood English or Korean.
Seeing all the beautiful sights and driving under the stars made her want to cry, how desperately she wanted to go to South Korea, this was the close's thing she could do to find her actual family. Though the evidence was hard to go on, she was sure they were in Korea. Ara denied and blocked out everything, what everybody said. She went with her gut and heart, she clenched the drivers wheel in the feeling of frustration but also hope.
While in her feels, she didn't notice her cars trunk popping, until it made a loud noise. She practically begged for her car to keep going, soon she had to pull over to the side. She cursed herself, how could she be so stupid? She wouldn't get anywhere here. She could feel herself being drained, she didn't eat in the past 24 hours, she didn't get any sleep in the 24 hours plus god forbidding her being able to sleep on that plane from stress. Ara was done, she already accepted whatever fate would come to her.
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So now she was here, with a random handsome local. He was checking out her car but she could only tilt-