Valtteri leaned back in his chair, a sheepish smile creeping onto his face as the bright studio lights illuminated his features. The playful banter of the other participants faded into the background, replaced by the buzzing anticipation of the audience. “Never have I ever missed a flight,” the interviewer prompted, her eyes glinting with curiosity. Valtteri raised the panel emblazoned with “I have,” the laughter rippling through the group like a wave.

The interviewer leaned forward, a spark of mischief in her gaze. “You want to tell us what happened?” she asked, her tone inviting yet teasing. He could feel the weight of their attention, the gleeful anticipation hanging in the air. With a soft chuckle, he ran a hand through his hair, recalling the memory that had led to this moment.