"Sir! Your book!" I yelled at the top of my lungs, running after a man whom I don't even know. Tsk, this man is humiliating me in public. I've been yelling his name for the past few seconds and no respond from him. Not to mention that everyone in the airport is staring at me.
"Dude! Your...-" I ran out if breath. I pant and frown as I fasten my speed, catching up with him. Running in the airport, wearing a pajamas bottom, a tank top, flip flops and a messy hair which looks like a bird nest. Don't even bother asking me why I'm in this outfit.
I cuss under my breath as I fasten my speed even more. Finally catching up with him, I grab his forearm and pull him back with force. I pant heavily as i crouch down to catch my breath. Putting my hand on his shoulder, I looked up. The man stare at me weirdly.
As he pull his earphone off his ears, I just want to mentally slap myself.
"Here. Take it back." I said, taking his hand and give him back his book. Turning away, I groan. Just as I walk away, I felt a pair of hands grabbing my forearm, pulling me back.
"Wait..." He spoke. He eyes stares at me, scanning as if he's searching for something.
