Subway

Chapter one

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November 14th 1999

When ChanYeol came back from university, he went to his room, threw his bag on the bed, took his sketchbook and a handful of pencils and quickly went downstairs to go to the subway station that was in front of his house.

He sat at the same place as always, on the ground with his back against the wall, watching the train's tracks. He had a perfect view of all those people smiling, crying, laughing, there was a sea of emotions that he loves drawing. But with the time it was getting boring and monotonous, there was sometimes when he found people dancing, singing, acting or enthusiastic teenagers jumping and running all over the place but that kind of situations only happens once in a while. Even so, that subway station was his favorite place in the world, with a lot of people walking and millions of histories to draw.

ChanYeol put all his pencils on the ground, holding one on his hand and opening his sketchbook got ready to sketch out a baby on her mother's arms laughing at funny faces that made her father, found it adorable.

He looked up from his sketchbook at the moment he finished the sketch of the lovely family, and his eyes automatically found the way to a cute and small boy. Feeling a look the boy turned his head meeting ChanYeol's eyes and give him a smile. ChanYeol was delighted, his smile was wonderful and his smokey eyes was stunning, ChanYeol smiled him back. A train arrived and the boy turned away his look while a tall and pale guy holding his hand took him into the train, leaving the station.

ChanYeol sighed, that boy was extremely cute.

He stood up from the ground, picked up his pencils and ran to his house, looked for a canvas with need and started to paint to the cute guy smiling to him.

November 15th 1999

As everyday ChanYeol went to his classes at university. At the afternoon came back to his house, took a sketchbook and a couple pencils. When he was about to went down to the subway station, he saw him crossing the street. ChanYeol stared at him smiling like an idiot. The boy glanced at him surprised. ChanYeol reacted and turned at the stairs to go down to the station.

The boy passed running beside him and quickly got on the train that in a few minutes was going to leave the station. ChanYeol headed to his favorite place, took sit on the ground and putting his sketchbook on his leg took a pencil ready to start his first drawing of the day. He already knew what to draw.

The cute boy crossing the street with a slight look of confusion on his eyes.

November 22th 1999

For a week ChanYeol had been going to the subway everyday with a different purpose that he normally had. He didn't go there anymore to draw the different feelings of the people, he didn't go to draw adorable or bizarre moments, he just went there to see him again, to keep drawing his facial expressions, ChanYeol went there to draw his own feelings that he had every time he sees him. Because wasn't anymore about the others, it was about himself and this crazy feeling that he had for this boy that he only has seen twice in the subway station.

As a habit those seven days, ChanYeol looked for him but without results and resigned tried to find on every corner of the place a smile, someone to draw.

ChanYeol watched to two families greeting each other and talking. In one of the families had a little boy and the other family had a girl, the kids gazed each other but didn't seem like they wanted to talk. A balloon popped near to them and the little boy covered his right ear, the girl leaned and gave him a kiss on the tip of his nose making him blush.

ChanYeol smirked, those two looked so cute, quickly started to draw them, first the kiss on the tip of the boy's nose and then the burst balloon that caused that lovely situation.

Without any idea to sketch, ChanYeol closed his eyes thinking on the reason why he had been coming to the subway station that week, visualizing to the person that made ChanYeol think that love at first sight exist and love at second sight too.

ChanYeol visualized the low height boy that used eyeliner and had a beautiful smile, opening his eyes started to draw him.

This time he didn't draw him with any expression that had seen on him. ChanYeol sketched the subway station, himself seated on the ground with his sketchbook, a lot of pencils on the floor and the boy backs to ChanYeol boarding a train.

"You are very good at drawing," said a voice making ChanYeol raise his head.