Jack's POV

It had been a few days since I graduated from college in Oxford. The plane carried me from London all the way to John F. Kennedy International Airport in New York. It had been a long while. Stepping out, I took my suitcase and my bag and tunneled out of the plane and into the building. I dialed my mom's phone. After a few beeps, I heard a voice I've missed so much.

"Hello dear! Goodness, I missed you! Has the plane landed yet?" she said. I chuckled of her enthusiasm. "Mom, we're calling right now. That's pretty much enough to show that I'm not on the plane anymore," I said

She laughed heartily. "Sorry, just kidding. So, what's the matter?" she asked.

"I want to ask if it's possible for you to pick me up. It's okay if you-"

"Oh don't worry about that, sweetie! I've already sent a private car for you. I texted them," she cutted.

"They said that they'll arrive in thirty minutes. Which terminal are you in?"

"Terminal 4."

"Oh, ok. Bye then, Jack. Your sisters can't wait to see you!"

"Bye mom," I replied, smiled at the thought of my siblings. "And tell them likewise."

We ended the call there and I slid my phone back in my pocket. I had about half an hour to wait for my ride. To fill the time, I toured around the airport. In the mists of my stroll, I thought of my times in my university.

I was the smartest in my family. I received a scholarship to Oxford after only one semester in high school, focusing on studies about programming and computer systems. Of course, I accepted it.

Then, right after I graduated a week ago, I added an online business as practice since I'm the next heir of my parents' company and they want me to be well-prepared

I also got accepted as a lecturer, but at a different university. I was still a tad nervous of the idea. It would be my first time to teach in front of many. The most frightening thought was the fact that what I'd teach will affect their chances of graduation. It all depended on me.

As I was thinking of all these things, I felt being pushed back in full force. Hearing the squeak of a voice, I knew that I bumped into someone.

With my head trying to recover from the harsh collision, I rubbed my butt and slowly got on my feet. I dusted my clothes from my shirt to my pants and my eyes traveled down a girl still on the floor, busy collecting her belongings that clattered around. She sported a white shirt and a light blue jacket that contrasted nicely with her black jeans. Her platinum blonde hair styled into a braid shrouded by a cap that covered half her face.

"I-I'm sorry for all of this. I, was, uh, in a hurry a-and I, you know, bumped into you. Sorry again," she stuttered.

"It's okay. I was kinda spacing out as well," I said, bending down to help.

While I was stacking a few of her notebooks, I felt something touching my forehead. I lifted my face to see that it was just the end her cap. The girl noticed and raised her chin from all the clutter until we were on eye level. Right then, time felt like had slowed down. Her baby blue eyes twinkled in a most delightful way. Her cheeks and lips roses a healthy pink. Her pale skin was a perfect complement for her hair color.

'She was beautiful.'

I felt my cheeks heating up. And she probably noticed because she whipped her head away to her left. She went back gathering her things before blushing a shade of red. I stood up, giving a hand for her to get up. I handed her stuff to her and she put them all back in her bag. She then patted her clothes to get rid of dust before looking back at me. I gave her a smile, which received with a shy nod.

"I'm in a bit of a hurry so I gotta go. Again, I'm sorry. Soshitte arigatou," she said and bowed, then went off with her suitcase. I only stood, watching the lady as she disappeared into the distance with a silly look on my face. She's indeed pretty. And I thought that although I never knew her. Even her name.

'Wait, what? What was I thinking?!'

I shook my head from my reverie and return strolling. Before I could take one step, I saw something on the floor. It was small, blue box. I picked it up and looked for any clue about the owner. At last, I spotted the owner's name. It was engraved on a teeny piece of paper slid inside a small ribbon.

Elsa

"So, your name is Elsa." A smile curved at my lips and I was going to chase her down, happy to get a chance to encounter her again. But she was gone.

Slumping my shoulders in disappointment, I slipped the box into my pocket and went back. I then felt a sharp tap on my back. I turned around to see two men clad in black clothing.

"Are you Jackson Frost Overland, son of the owner of Overland Industries?" the bald one asked.

"Yes?" I said.

"Sorry for disturb your tour sir, but your car has already arrived." The other one who wearing a black hat said.

"Oh, alright," One of them cared to carry my luggage and lead the way. I followed him with the other guy tailing behind. Sure enough, there was the private car straight ahead. The man from behind opened the door for me and I stepped inside. And so, the car drove away from the airport.

While I checked my Twitter for any tweets from my sisters, I thought back of what happened earlier, that time when I bumped into that girl. A feeling of fizzy soda burned my chest, but I'm not sure what to think of it because -Oh come on! I've already many women and even befriended them! It made no sense to me how this girl captured my attention, heck we just met! Okay, I would just have to think about this later

I kept my phone back into my pocket and pulled out the small box. I began to yawn, remembering that I didn't sleep much in the plane. Before I curled into a nap, I made a wish

"I hope we can met each other again someday." and I slowly fell asleep with the square object in my hand.

Elsa's POV

I woke up with the world shaking before me

"Wake up sis! We've arrived!" I heard Hiro yell beside me. He removed his hand from my shoulder when I turned my head to the window

An airport building...

Some planes around...

Finally, after thirty long, dreadful hours in the plane, we finally arrived at New York! Unlatching my seat belt, I grabbed my handbag and suitcase, then followed the other passengers out the plane. We took the rest of our luggage in the luggage section and found a trolley. We then walked out to the gate of John F. Kennedy International Airport right at terminal 4. Tadashi dialed mom's phone and I took this chance to go to the restrooms

After I came back, we were waiting for our parents to arrive. Not patient enough to sit still, we decided to have a tour around the airport. Unfortunately, luck was not on my side. I eventually became lost in the crowd of immigrants and emigrants. I was walking while searching my phone in my handbag. I was busy until I bumped into someone.

The bump was so hard, I fell to the floor with all my stuff tragically spilling out of my bag. I hurried to collect them all. I felt the person that I bumped into stood up. I apologized as best I could.

"I-I'm sorry for all of this. I, was, uh, in a hurry a-and I, you know, bumped into you. Sorry again." Whom responded me had a fairly deeper voice than an average female would have. Perhaps it's a man or a boy.

"It's okay. I was kinda spacing out as well."

As I was busy stuffing a few objects, I felt my cap brushing against something. Slowly, I lifted my face to look at the person before me. Then I felt something strange. Time felt slow as I realized how handsome he is. His eyes a mesmerizing blue. Skin flawlessly pale. His hair a silvery white.

'He was albeit like me.'

'Wait, what?'

'I might be staring at him for a little too long.'

I immediately turned my face away and made myself busy again collecting things. I felt my cheeks growing a tint of pink than it already was. The guy stood again and reached out a hand to help me up and handed me my things. I put them all inside my bag and dusted my clothes before looking back at him. He curved a friendly smile, which I only stared silently at. I didn't know how to respond.

'God, that smile...'

"I'm in a bit of a hurry so I gotta go. Again, I'm sorry. Soshitte arigatou." I bowed. My last two words meant 'And thank you'.

I then excused myself to go back on my way, trying not to embarrass myself more. Soon, I saw four people I know from the distance. I ran to them with my suitcase in hand.

"Mom! Dad! Hiro! Tadashi!" I called them.

"I thought we lost you!" Tadashi said, pulling me closer in our family group hug.

"Sorry that we left you behind," Hiro said sheepishly.

"It's okay." I patted his back. He smiled widely in response.

"We were waiting for you. C'mon, let's go home."

"Okay."

We then found my dad's car. I put my suitcase inside and seated myself in. On the road, I daydreamed about the guy I bumped into last time. I felt my heart accelerate just thinking about it

It seemed like I like him...

But..that didn't make any sense. I just met him, I couldn't like him that quick. I couldn't like him that quick, I just couldn't

'But you really do like him?'

'Oh shut up! What if he has a girlfriend already? He must have!'

I checked Hiro and Tadashi, fast asleep. I decided to follow their lead. I realized I hadn't rested at all since last night. My eyelids threatened to shut. I wiggled in my seat for a comfortable position. I took a deep breath, remembering the risks my computer teacher told me that I had to accept because of my job.

"You are absolutely not allowed to have any close relationships with anyone. Your family and friends that had the same job as you as exceptions. Ignore that, then those you love will vanish. Of strong guilt, you won't forgive yourself. Hence, blaming yourself of what you've done."

'I can't, I really can't. I need to forget this fast. It's for the better.' The last thought ended with my closed eyes and breath following the rhythm of my sleep

When I woke up, I realized that it was night already. I arrived to my little white house. I went out of the car, took my suitcase and headed inside. I went to my old bedroom, immediately noticed the change of furniture, it was nostalgic. After saying goodnight to all family members, I then changed into my pajamas and went to bed.

In the morning...

I wanted my first day back in New York to be a little more productive. Waking up at around 4am, I did a quick morning exercise, then went to the bathroom to wash my face and brush my teeth. After changing my clothes, I wrapped a small blanket around my shoulders since the air was more chilling than usual. I hadn't quite adjusted to the temperature after being in Japan for so long.

I went downstairs and a sweet scent met my nostrils, and I saw my mother preparing breakfast. Freshly made toast with some spreading were ready on the table with some milk and coffee. Yum!

I took a small stack of plates from the cupboards and place them down the table. My dad and my brothers have arrived too. We had a small piece of silence between us before digging mom and dad were going to work today, I washed the dishes and my brothers helped cleaning the house while they prepared for their jobs.

I kissed my parents' cheeks to bid byes before they went in the car and drove down the I had my morning bath and cleaned the house with my brothers. I lifted the carpet as I vacuumed the floor and wiped dust from the mirrors and photo frames on the wall for a clear, glowing surface. Weeds were pulled from the garden by Hiro and Tadashi trimmed the bushes. After the couple hours of making the house looking perfect, I cooked lunch and we ate together. After eating was done, I scrubbed the dishes clean when I saw Tadashi walking in, a letter in his hand

"Elsie, Elsie! Look over here, a letter from Corona University!"

My eyes widened and I turned the spout off before leaving the sink. I sat on the couch and examined the envelope from Tadashi, my eyes giddily doing it. There was the shiny, silver crest of Corona University along with the address. I didn't recognize the crest on the other side though. I opened the envelope and read the letter out loud

"To Elisabeth Winters, congratulations! Your excellent grades and achievements proved you eligible of becoming a proud student of Corona University with a scholarship for your entire college experience sponsored by Arendelle Foundations. We hope for your presence in 18th August or 2018 at the Administration Room and bring this letter as evidence of your acceptance. Signed by the Headmaster of Corona University, Pitch Black."

A burst of laughter and joy bubbled the room. I couldn't believe it! Accepted in Corona University? Along with a free scholarship for all my college years?! Dang it! Nobody would say no if they were given this opportunity!