"Good luck!" Danny said when Michael departed.
His expression turned sour as he saw Michael's fleeting back and he was at a sudden loss.
"If you die, I will come and find you in hell. So don't even think about it!!!" Danny shouted, his voice echoing loudly through the hallway.
Michael's entire body shook when he heard his brother's words, but he didn't turn around.
He knew that his resolve would crumble and he would dissolve in tears if he turned back to see Danny one more time before departing, and he didn't want to cry.
'It's only a few years. That's nothing.' Michael told himself.
'Just call him every now and then, and it will be fine. Nothing much will change compared to the last few years.' He reassured himself before he slapped his cheeks hard.
'Don't be a crybaby and get your act together!'
Michael reached the ground floor, entered the shuttle he had hailed, and they departed.
