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The blonde looked to his left, and slowly turned his body, standing parallel with the track. For 5 minutes, he stood there, waiting with a somber determination. Soon, rolling towards him, came the next train, barreling forward as the brakes squealed, and the clock bolted to the platform roof chimed as 1 O'clock came. The train had approximately 100 feet before it would enter the station. At the same time, the ashen-haired investigator passed the station, and gave an indifferent glance towards the metro. He saw the figure with the bracelets, staring down his imminent doom with a strangely blank expression.

It was not but a second before the boy with the blazer sprinted into the station, almost stumbling over the first set of tracks as he leaped onto the middle of the platform. The train was nearly ten feet away now, the horns blaring as the engineer inside frantically pulled and mashed multiple levers and buttons. With another, slightly more graceful dash, The ashen stranger bolted to the side of the tracks with impressive speeds, giving an aggressively strong shove to the blonde, two feet before the train would find itself hitting a very unconventional form of brake. The force of the shove made the would-be statue and the blazer-clad tumble about eight feet over, onto the edge of the far platform, nearly hitting the fence. The blonde figure winced as he touched his fingers to his left elbow, now scraped, as the blonde slowly stood up. The boy with the blazer gave an intense glare to the blonde, with a grimace forming on his face.

The train stopped for a moment, before speeding off again to its next station. The two stared at each other for what to each felt like hours. The blonde's irises returned to their bright blue as the one in the blazer stepped forward and approached the figure in the bracelets, quietly and quickly grabbing and squeezing the blonde's wrists in his hands as he attempted to step back onto the track.

"What in the blue HELL do you think you're doing?" He yelled at the golden haired boy, gripping tighter.

"Leaving." Came his short reply.

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