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He was freeeeee.
Jaemin zoomed his way through the cars of the train, glad to be breathing freely and unencumbered by girls who were pushy and equally small as he. Nobody holding onto his arms or kissing his face or snuggling up on him. Free for a whole entire school term.
He felt so alive.
The small boy hummed to himself happily and bounced as he moved through the car, looking this way and that at all the people about. There had been a commotion or something, but he had barely caught the tail end of it. It didn't seem very important though. He was unconcerned. He peeked into one compartment, then another, looking for familiar faces or a comfortable space. |