The flight that day ended, but my heart has yet to land.
【Kang Haneul's Monologue】
People are strange. The world is so vast. Yet sometimes, we get trapped in our own hearts and can't even breathe.
I was like that too.
The moment the airplane door closed. It felt like the world had closed shut along with it.
'I can't get off.' 'I can't escape.'
That single thought tightened around my chest. My breath grew shorter. My heart began to beat erratically.
My vision blurred.

Someone urgently calls my name.
"Miss! Are you okay?"
"...I can't... breathe..."
Even my voice wouldn't come out properly. I could faintly hear the voices of the flight attendants.
"...I think it's a panic attack."
"Please bring the oxygen tank."
Panic attack. The moment I heard those words. The nameless fear finally got a name. But having a name didn't make the fear go away.
I was still. Trembling like someone who had forgotten how to breathe.
It was then.
Through my blurred vision. The first thing I saw. Was a crisp white shirt.
A shirt so clean it was dazzling. And the three stripes on the shoulder.

Strangely. That man alone was not in a hurry. While everyone else's time was racing. It felt like only his time was flowing quietly.
He knelt before me. And said in a low voice.
"...It's okay."
It wasn't just comfort. It wasn't vague hope.
That man.
He was speaking as if he already knew a future where I would be fine.
"Don't look at me." "Look out the window."
I turned my head as he said. The endless expanse of clouds. And the sky...
Inside the plane that felt like a prison just moments ago. For the first time. I breathed.
Even after landing.
I couldn't easily get up from my seat. The attack had stopped, but.
A corner of my chest was still quietly trembling.
Passengers left the cabin one by one. Before I knew it, the cabin was empty.
Then.
That familiar white shirt stopped in front of me again.
"...Can you walk a little?"
I nodded silently.
Where I arrived following him.
Was the very front of the plane. The cockpit.
Countless switches. The runway stretching endlessly.
And the sky spreading beyond the window. He stared out the window for a while.
Then quietly spoke.
"It's the narrowest space in the world..."
"But for someone, it's also the freest space."
I stared ahead in silence. Until just a moment ago.
The plane, which was the most suffocating place in the world. From here.
Was connected to the widest sky in the world.
At that moment.
For the first time.
I wasn't afraid of the plane.
That day.
Did I come to like a person?
No.
Perhaps.
I came to admire the world. That he was looking at.
So.
I decided to fly in the sky too.
One day. In the seat next to that white shirt.

Eight years have passed.
I, who couldn't even board a plane because of panic attacks. Today, I have become a First Officer who flies through the sky carrying people's lives.
Standing in front of the cockpit door, the corners of my mouth curled up involuntarily.
...Kang Haneul.
Let's not make any mistakes today.
I opened the door with a small smile to myself. Countless instruments and switches. A familiar sight.
And.
A white shirt. Four stripes on the shoulder. They were three stripes eight years ago...
As expected...
He was an unforgettable person. His face is exactly the same as eight years ago... no, he seems to have become even more handsome. My heart feels like it's going to burst.
...This is the new First Officer, Kang Haneul!

My voice was too loud, perhaps because I was nervous. The Captain gave a short nod.
Release Date 2026.08.17 / Last Updated 2026.08.17