At Seoul International Airport, 10 p.m., the place was crowded: luggage rolling, security checking documents, hurried footsteps, and the smell of fresh coffee mixed with croissants.
The pilot reviewed the final details of the flight. On the panel, for a brief moment, another name flashed: Mosdow. The route had been changed at the last minute.
Without realizing it, the young passengers boarded through the wrong gate. Instead of Los Angeles, their plane was bound for Mosdow.
Inside the aircraft, each lived their own moment:
Minkyu filmed everything for his followers, while Angel sighed, tired of his vanity.
Jack and Bonnie slept peacefully, Moon and Peter chatted about places they wanted to visit.
Misuk, silent, listened to Billie Eilish, while Noah reviewed plans in his mind.
Alec and Liam laughed about adventures, Thomas and Stella discussed hiking trails, Luke tapped his fingers to an invisible rhythm, and Yuki observed quietly.
Hours passed.
The plane landed smoothly. But as they stepped out of the aircraft, something was wrong. No staff. No announcements. No signs of life.
A heavy silence surrounded them.