MIKO
"Don't look."
Jude sighs exasperatedly, shoving his phone in my hands before grabbing his bag as we get clearance from immigration.
"I don't get why you won't let me just see. It's not like they could be saying anything bad, right?"
"Woo said it would be best if we didn't check. It's good to be clear-headed and not look until he has spoken to us."
"Then it's bad," Jude shoves his hands in his pants pockets. "Why else would he say that? I don't get it, it feels relatively okay right now, why did he say-"
Before Jude can even finish his sentence, we see them. Then the screams ensues as a crowd of people start running towards us, alarming everyone at the airport, us included.
Airport security is fast but not so fast. A few girls manage to reach where we seem to be frozen on the spot, and they start touching us, screaming as phones get shoved in our faces, recording. I snap out of it faster than Jude and grab his arm before I start pulling him away.
