
As soon as I entered the subway, I effortlessly slipped into the one empty seat available, just like water flowing. π
It was like leaves gently falling to the ground,
like clothes soaking in a light drizzle,
like tired eyelids slowly closing. π΄
It was natural. It was cool. It was a moment of perfection that would come to mind in my final breaths. β¨
There was a boy, awkwardly moving with the same destination as mine, who ended up standing in front of me. I felt his gazeβa mix of admiration and a hint of regret. I looked up, met his eyes, and gave a small smile from behind my mask. π
βThanks to you, I’m a bit happier. Thank you. You’re not slow. Don’t beat yourself up.β
I wanted to give him a reassuring pat on the back. π€
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