He's a Once?

Three days after the title, you and your aunt were both waiting in the living room for your friend to pick you both up. 

It was almost time for the plane to depart and you were unable to keep still of how exciting this was, well everything of course.

You won a third title and in a row as well, you chuckled as your team three-peat. 

In the NBA itself is a near impossible milestone and to do it in high school where you only had four years to do was outstanding to most.

Of course your team was there to help and it was very much indeed needed, you wondered how your school would do now that the three of the starters, including you, were gone. 

You hoped they would do well, but that was quickly drowned by the fact you were heading overseas towards Korea.

When you received emails and calls about attending from the officials there, you were in denial.

You couldn't believe that they would want you to come, even someone foreign, but it wasn't uncommon for that to happen since significant NBA players head there to promote their shoes and merchandise.

You were informed that this would be a charity match for kids in need, so that was a pretty great bonus and feeling to know that everything was for that reason.

Of course, you weren't doing it for fame or anything like that, but going to Korea and playing basketball.

Nothing can get better than that, there was something, but you quickly dismissed the idea of 'them' being there. 

As if 'they' would even go to a basketball match.

Now let's talk about you, you were obviously popular, as being one of the top PG in high school across the nation, according to multiple sites, loads had their eyes on you. 

However you didn't let that go through your head, you focused on the game. 

You started gaining popularity after your middle schools games and your first year at high school. 

At your second and third year, you and your team won the state champions twice, well now three times, in a row.

Before you enrolled, your high school went as far as the top 32 in the state, but since you got here, you went from the finals on the first year, but lost and then eventually winning the three next years.

And sadly it was time to pick a college. 

You remembered your first day of high school and now deciding which college to attend was crazy to imagine.

It was your last year for high school and you already had your graduation ceremony a week before the game so you said your goodbyes and all. 

And of course, you received numerous university offers to attend their institution. 

You stayed up the prior night thinking of how this was all going to-

HONK HONK

"Cab's here?" Your aunt questioned as you nodded and both stood up, double-checking your ID, and passport on hand. 

You both were planned on being there for a week so neither didn't pack much. 

Heading outside your home, you both approached a taxi as the driver came out the car to assist your aunt with her luggage as he placed them in the back as you two stepped onto the car and the way you went.

About twentish minutes later, you both were dropped off, and after thanking your cab driver, you both went inside the terminal, trying to head towards your designated gate. 

Unfortunately nothing ever goes un-noticed and some reporters were there, including causing a stir in some people thinking a celebrity was there.

Some of those recognized you as they asked for autographs and photos.

It seemed that being the number one prospect, as well as being dubbed, 'the next face of the NBA' was spreading to much and it became hectic. 

It didn't bother you much, but you were unable to go anywhere without someone recognizing you, even the staff sometimes took it too far.

But you went along with what they wanted and after finishing some requests, you headed towards the back of the airport and through the halls with staff escorting you two.

"Mr. (LN), you were supposed to arrive through the private entrance. Did you not check your letter on how to arrive?" One of the staff asked as you chuckled awkwardly and your aunt shook her head in embarrassment.

"Sorry, we figured we just go on through..." you answered sheepishly as the staff just shrugged.

"Well no matter, at least you're here safe and sound. Come, your plane is waiting." 

After a few minutes of walking, turns and eventually the outside. You and your aunt were confused as to why you both were outside the terminal, but you both realized as to what you were walking towards.

While you both thought it was a regular plane, you noticed that it was a private jet. 

Both of you stopped at the sudden realization as did the staff.

"Something wrong?" The same staff member asked.

"We're going on that?" You pointed at the jet as some of the staff chuckled.

"Of course. We were told to have you to comfortable for the game." You then shook your head to get yourself together. 

You went inside the jet and it was a sight to see...

It looked like in the movies. 

You whistled and settled down in a chair as your aunt settled down as well and started to check around the jet.

"This is a shock..." she spoke as you nodded, "I hope it wasn't too much. This really is too much for us." She took a seat as you laughed.

"Might as well enjoy this," you said raising the leg rest up as your aunt shook her head.

You then had an idea and decided to stream your departure and took out your phone and started to being a live video on (media source).

It wasn't often you did this, in fact, you weren't planning on doing this again. 

Not after what happened some time ago, but due to having you promote the match, you were forced to do so.

You didn't mind going back as times were different now.