“Final destination.”
The announcer’s voice rings through the speaker and people start trooping out.
Wait… What?!
My eyes whip to the sides, peering through the thick transparent glasses to see an entirely strange place.
The incessant murmuring in the bus pulls my attention to see a group of men pulling out their phones to record me.
‘Oh, god.’ My stomach churns. ‘No. Please…’
I'm not sure what miracle I’m praying for, but this would break my mum.
In time, a broad figure slips in front of me, shielding me from the flashes of their cameras.
The stranger!
I don't hesitate to hug him from behind, panicking.
“Get off, man.” Some groan in frustration.
With their voice slowly dying off until then place feels empty, he steps away from me. Mute, he pulls out his handkerchief an
