Owen stared strangely at Theo for a moment, but ultimately decided to just let it go.
Theo, on the other hand, couldn't help but keep smirking.
'He's missed four days of scheduled training,' he thought. 'Adrian will wipe that smile off his face in no time.'
As the plane came to a halt on the runway, the group quickly began gathering their belongings.
Finally, they made their way off together.
The moment the plane's doors opened, a cold gust of wind swept past them.
Owen stretched his arms over his head while letting out a loud breath.
''Now this feels like home.''
Without another thought, he stepped onto the staircase and rapidly climbed down.
That's when he suddenly paused mid-step.
Theo raised an eyebrow as he followed Owen's gaze.
''Oh…'' he muttered quietly.
Two familiar figures stood a bit away from the stairs, clearly waiting for them.
The moment Adrian locked onto them, the smile on his face gradually turned manic.
