Soon, the test flight ended perfectly. I thanked Vivienne, but she walked away looking distracted and lost.
She had been like this since she realized my flight path diverged from hers.
I remained silent, just quietly watching her leave.
The relationship between us was best kept like these flight paths - separate.
In the following days, I returned to my normal life.
Three days later, I officially began my first flight as captain.
Many people came that day.
My professor, Director Wellington, and others.
Sitting beside me was my junior, Faye.
She kept taking deep breaths to calm her nerves.
Seeing her like this reminded me of how I used to be.
"Don't be nervous. Everyone has their first time."
Faye asked curiously, "Who was your first time with, senior?"
I glanced at the stands. "With a stranger."
Soon, all passengers were checked in, and the plane's wings cut through the sky.
At 30,000 feet, I engaged the autopilot and took Faye on a tour of the cabin.