His Last Words

Chapter 4

(Note: any Korean words/phrases used is in romanisation if it's wrong please let me know and I'm sorry in advance)

Date Published: 14/09/2025

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Eun-woo POV

I was currently stood in the queue of Seoul International airpot, ready to check myself in. To add, I was freezing cold, airports make so much money yet they can't keep their waiting areas warm for the winter. I swear it's ridiculous, I was still wearing the same clothes as last night. I wore a light brown Adidas hoodie, with black skinny jeans, a pair of plain white airforce 1s and to finish off the look I have a black puffer coat which was not doing its job of keeping me warm. In front of me was Arron, head to toe in all black, shirt, jacket, shoes, even a black beanie. This guy was clearly asking for security to try and stop him for being dangerous. Behind me was Keith and Aiyden who, by the way, matched the same dress aesthetic as Arron. Whereas, Ji-hoon wore black cargos, with a white shirt and a pair of black airforces 1's. Seriously, what is up with boys and their dark, secretive dress aesthetic? I'll never know.

Ji-hoon was stood in the line next to us, due to one of the workers moving him over to control the amount of people in a certain line at once. Arron faces Aiyden and motions his head towards Ji-hoon. I look up at Aiyden, who nods in response and goes to stand behind Ji-hoon, or do I call him Christopher now?

For the sake of keeping ourselves alive, I think I will have to get use to calling him Christopher? Chris? Oh bloody hell. I mentally face palm myself, and look in front to see the flight attendant handing Arron his boarding pass. I walk over to the desk, after Arron had walked away through security, and hand the lady my now, new passport and the ticket of the flight, which was provided in the envelop Arron gave us yesterday. The flight attendant, Erin (as said on her name tag), takes the documents and scan the passport on the scanner. I won't lie but my heart is beating so fast, to the point where I truly believe its about to just beat out of my body.

"Do you have any bags to check in?" She asks me, with a sincere smile on her face. As she looks up to face me, the red scarf on her neck, which symbolises the uniform of the aircraft, lowers and a small part of a lions head tattoo becomes visible. Are flight attendants even allowed to have tattoos? Wait hold up, that tattoo. Where have I seen that before?

"Yes, one please" I place my bag on the weighing scale as she checks and approves the weight before wrapping a tag on the handle and sending it down the conveyor belt towards the plane. I walk up to security and get checked out before heading past the metal detectors and taking my hand luggage, back pack, from the box that I had placed it on for it to go through some x-ray thing. After I pick up my stuff I watch Aiyden, Chris and Keith make their way past security and head over to Arron who was sat down in the waiting area outside our boarding door.

I take a seat next to Chris and just look around the waiting area. For an odd reason, something just doesn't sit right with me. As I look around, minding my own business, my eyes lock with Erin, the attendant from before, she smiles at me but there's something about her smile. I definitely know her, I just can't put my finger around her. I snap out of thought when a different attendant calls out our flight and boarding numbers. We take our places in line, and as we get to the flight attendant for our flights we hand our tickets and board the plane. After everyone had been seated I lean back in my seat and close my eyes. The flight is about 12 to 14 hours to London and honestly I just want to be home. I open my eyes to see Arron, who had switched seats with Aiyden, to my left and Chris to my Right.

Oh god. This is gonna be a long flight.

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