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He chose the song and put he's phone away while putting away he's phone he's silver like eyes looked up into the crowd again scanning the fimiliar people but also not familiar while tapping the pencil onto he's straberry red lips, while the song continued he hummed before he's eyes stopped on a figure not far as if time slowed down zhan stared at the figure couldn't take he's eyes off.