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The clock always seemed to stop when Chan was having a bad day.
As if Lady Luck herself took pity on him and decided as if giving him a pat on the back would help make things better.
Like when he was late to his middle school choir concert. He didn't really notice at first, only focused on hauling his ass so Ms. Lee didn't slip him a red slip again. He didn't notice the air part around him, immediately colliding together again as he moved forward. Nor did Chan notice the football thrown by his school's resident bully, Kent Lee, slowly glide in the air as if in slow motion.
When he got inside the school gym and rushed to his spot at the bottom of the bleachers, the clock started again.
Time always seemed to be a convenience to him when he needed it and not once did Chan ponder about it. He proceeded with life as she caressed his skin gently, gliding her nimble fingers through his hair, stepping forward when her beloved child needed her. It was a constant reassurance that he was not alone despite the fact that he knew nothing of her presence.
Sometimes he felt her, the phantom feeling of soft hands carding through his blond locks and would shiver, simply thinking it was the draft or wind. Now though, now he knew better.
And he must say, Time is frankly beautiful.
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