Mike exhaled slowly.
"Maybe she's just stressed…" he muttered.
Still, the encounter didn't sit well with him.
He turned to leave.
That's when he noticed something.
The people around him had gone quiet.
A few eyes were on him now.
Watching.
Judging.
He shifted uncomfortably.
"Maybe I should just go," he thought.
He took a step toward the gate.
Then another.
But before he could leave—
"Hey you!"
A voice stopped him.