Running Thoughts

The ride back home felt shorter than usual. 

Kai sat quietly, watching Jilin's familiar scenery flash through the window. 

He was exhausted but somehow restless, his mind still running with thoughts of the Global Games. 

The cheers at the airport replayed in his head, but they felt distant now. He took a deep breath and let it out slowly, trying to clear his thoughts as the Mayor's car pulled up to his grandma's house.

Yes—the Mayor even arranged a car for him. 

He stepped out and made his way up the rocky path, feeling a sense of nostalgia as he reached the old wooden door. 

The scent of blooming jasmine filled the air—a scent he hadn't smelled for long. 

He pushed the door open and was immediately greeted by the familiar warmth of home.

His grandma was standing in the hallway, her hands clasped behind her back.