Time passed by pretty quickly, and before Sheva knew, he had already found himself walking out of the Zurich Airport. He groaned while also stretching his body a little bit, moving around to keep blood flowing after having to sit for more than three hours on the plane.
"What? Having jetlag?" Seeing him like this, Bagas couldn't help but tease.
"Bah! Do you think I am that weak?!" Sheva glared at his best friend fiercely. "Also, how in the hell are you so okay like this? I mean, you are also sitting straight at the seat for more than three hours, right? Don't you feel tired or something like that?" He asked curiously.
Indeed, Bagas was the biggest anomaly that Sheva had ever seen in his life. The boy didn't look that much, but he always enjoyed travelling through the air, not even being bothered, no matter which class he boarded in. It was so strange to see him being energetic and jumping around like a child whenever the plane had just landed.
