🛫 “Terminal Tension” – Incheon Airport, Departures
DEPARTURE TERMINAL – GATE AREA, 4:39 P.M.
The airport noise is ordinary—pages turning, footsteps, an occasional boarding call overhead.
Sunny adjusts his hoodie, still nursing his coffee .His manager’s a few paces ahead, scanning his boarding pass.
That’s when he feels it again—that hum. The sensation of being watched by someone who doesn’t wish you well, but maybe used to.
He turns—
And there she is.
Rhea.
Red blouse tucked into high-waisted blue jeans. Denim cap shadowing her eyes. Shoulders squared. Jhumkas swinging like punctuation marks.
And the look she gives him?
It’s not mean. Not amused. Just... so done.
Her eyes narrow, just enough. Lips tighten, then pout—like she’s holding in either a scream or a smirk.
Then, slowly, deliberately—she mouths one word:
> "IDIOT. No hello. Just that.
Sunny squints.
>
He glances back—too late. She’s already walked toward her gate, head held high, zero hesitation.
He stands there, blinking.
> Manager (walking past): > “You okay?”
> Sunny: > “No clue what just happened. But I think it was... deserved?”
“Code Name: Angry Bird” – Airport Lounge, 5:12 am . AIRPORT LOUNGE – BOARDING DELAYED
Sunny flips through channels on the lounge TV—half-watching, half-processing the strange energy of that airport stare-down.
Suddenly, a bright “Angry Birds” ad flashes across the screen.
Red feathers. Furious eyebrows. A bird catapulted through chaos with righteous indignation and zero patience for nonsense.
Sunny stares.
Then chuckles.
Then laughs.
> Sunny (to himself): > “She had the same glare. Same puffed cheeks. Same ‘mess with me and I’ll launch your soul’ vibe.”
He grins. Opens a new note on his phone.
Contact Name Change: RHEA 🐦 Angry Bird
> Sunny (still smiling): > “Better than 'IDIOT.' At least this one flaps.”
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