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Lycaon managed to find a somewhat comfortable spot near the back of the metro, where he stood with his right shoulder facing the wall. He kept his left hand above to hold onto the grab handle, while his grocery bags were securely placed between his feet. He voiced his politeness as others scrambled to enter the metro on time and find a place to stand, saying “No worries” and “Not a problem” whenever someone brushed shoulders with him.
That was when a familiar fragrance suddenly danced over his nose, and an unmistakeable blond ponytail came into his view.