Incheon International Airport. 6 AM.
The private terminal was quiet. Almost eerie.
No screaming fans. No paparazzi. No crowds.
Just LUMEN, essential staff, and Soorin.
Manager Park had arranged everything. Discrete departure. No announcements.
Security escorted them through a separate entrance.
Soorin pulled her suitcase behind her. Trying not to yawn.
She'd barely slept.
Daehyun had texted her at midnight.
[Be safe. Keep your eyes open. And for the love of heavens, don't fall for him like some damn peel.]
She'd replied with a middle finger emoji.
But his words stuck with her.
Don't fall for him.
Too late for that advice.
★☆★☆★☆
The first-class cabin was spacious. Comfortable.
Soorin found her seat.
Across the aisle from Haejin.
Of course.
The universe had a sense of humor.
He was already seated. Noise-canceling headphones on. Eyes closed.
She settled in. Buckled her seatbelt.
Tried not to stare.
Failed.
