The plane landed smoothly, and as the doors opened, two figures stepped out onto the tarmac. In front of them loomed the large, modern airport building with New York Airport emblazoned in bold letters at the top.
Cian stood out with his caramel skin and lithe frame. His long cornrows were neatly braided, and his outfit—a baggy black T-shirt, denim cargo pants, and white sneakers with blue accents—gave him a casual, youthful vibe. Beside him was Kaelon, a head taller and exuding a much more commanding presence. His muscular build was complemented by strawberry blonde hair styled in an undercut. A thin silver chain hung around his neck, while the tattoos on his chest and arms peeked through the short sleeves of his fitted black shirt.