Kurt sighed as he looked at himself in the mirror over the sink in the bathroom. The simple white shirt and red tie wouldn't fool anyone but at least it somewhat like the uniforms. Not only was he a new student, but he was also one that was out of dress code on his first day attending classes. What kind of image would that paint in the teachers minds? How could they possibly know that he had ordered all his uniforms in advance so this kind of thing wouldn't happen?

Jumping at the loud knock to his door he sighed and glanced at himself one more time in the mirror before walking out of the bathroom to grab his jacket and bag from his bed. He walked to the door and opened it slowly, smiling slightly when he was met by an energetic Jeff and a tired looking Nick.

"Morning, Kurt!" Jeff said happily, grinning when Nick grunted his own greeting. "You're gonna' have to excuse Nick, he's not much of a morning person." he said, placing an arm around the shorter warblers shoulders.

Nick rolled his eyes before smiling at Kurt. He noticed the clothes the junior was wearing and was about to ask why he was out of uniform when he saw the yellow badge pinned to the front of shirt. The red tie and white button down shirt caused him to grin knowing Kurt was trying his best to look normal with what he had. "Did you not order your uniforms?" he asked, frowning when Kurt looked down to the floor.

"I did…they got lost in shipping though." Kurt admitted softly as he tightened his grip on the strap of his messenger bag nervously.

"Nancy didn't give you one of the spares in the back?" Jeff asked surprised. Usually the woman had extras on hand incase one of the other students had forgotten to turn in their uniforms for cleaning or had accidentally set fire to their wardrobe. Believe it or not it had happened a few times in the past.

"Nancy?" Kurt asked, looking up to blond with a confused expression.

"Oh no, you didn't talk to Mrs. Ginger did you?" Jeff groaned with a shake of his head. "She's horrible, no wonder you weren't offered a spare." he sighed and shook his head before smiling. "I wouldn't worry too much, you'll be fine and the teachers will understand once they see the pin."

"I would offer one of mine, but I'm too short and I don't think my arms are as long as your's." Nick said apologetically. "But Jeff is right, you'll be fine." he added quickly.

"I hope so." Kurt mumbled softly, stepping out of his room and closing the door behind him. He was startled when Jeff held his hand out to him with a grin across his face. It took him a few moments and Jeff's fingers wiggling in the air before he realized what the blond wanted. "Oh." he said before opening the flap to his messenger bag to pull out his schedule.

Jeff looked over the schedule excitedly as they headed down the hall. "Geeze, are you smart or what?" he said, laughing when Nick reached out to grab his arm before he fell down the stairs. As they walked he smiled to Kurt who seemed to be thinking to himself. "So many advanced classes, looks like you'll be with Nick more than me." he said with a sigh as they walked across the entrance hall.

Nick took the piece of paper from Jeff's hand to look over it as they walked out of their dorm building. "We have every class together besides French and Gym." he said, handing the paper back to Kurt who smiled slightly in return.

"I only get to have a few classes with him." Jeff pouted as they walked into the dining hall. As they stood in line for breakfast he looked over Kurt who was still being his usual quiet self. He noticed that Kurt grabbed a fruit bar and a bottle of water and frowned. He hadn't seen the junior eat much more than that in the few days he had known him.

Kurt glanced around the large room, his eyes landing on the table where they usually sat for meals. He frowned when he noticed Blaine and the others weren't already waiting for them like they had been the last two days. Did the seniors not eat breakfast with Jeff and Nick? It surprised him since the three of them seemed pretty close to the other two Juniors.

"I wonder why they had a prefect meeting this morning?" Nick asked as they sat down at their table.

Jeff shrugged in return, scooping a spoonful of fruity pebbles into his mouth. He swallowed before wiping his mouth off with a napkin. "Probably about the basketball players…" he said, watching Kurt with a confused expression when the junior seemed to freeze in place.

"You told them?" Kurt whispered worriedly, looking down to his half eaten fruit bar. What would the boys do to him now if they got into trouble? Would they come after him when they found out? He was startled out of his thoughts when he felt a hand rest on his arm, calming once he looked into Nick's bright green eyes.

"We did, but we didn't mention that anyone was hurt, just that they were playing on the sidewalks again." Nick said quietly, smiling sadly when Kurt's shoulders visibly relaxed.

"Yeah, its not like they will get in trouble or anything, just another warning probably." Jeff scoffed, shoveling more fruity pebbles into his mouth. He was glad when he noticed Kurt had actually finished the fruit bar he had gotten and looked to Nick's plate to make sure he had eaten as well.

Kurt waited quietly as the other two finished eating, fingering the damp plastic label fitted around his bottle of water nervously. Would the teachers like him even though he was out of dress code like Nick said? Would the students leave him alone or mock him like in McKinley? As they walked through the halls he looked down at the floor as he thought, knowing people must have been giving him weird looks.

Nick sighed and squeezed Jeff's hand as they continued to walk. He knew Kurt must be nervous and the fact that they could hardly get a few words out of him worried him. The last few days Kurt had been talking a little and he had thought that maybe the other junior would continue to speak. It seemed that it wasn't going to be the case since Kurt seemed to regress back to what he had been acting like his first night here. Shy, quiet, and afraid of the other boys as they passed him in the hallways.

Jeff stopped outside Nick's and Kurt's fist classroom and wrapped his arms around his boyfriend's waist. "I hate this part of the morning." he whined, smiling down at Nick when the shorter warbler pressed a kiss to his chin.

"We'll see each other in about three hours, I think you can make it." Nick whispered, returning the kiss Jeff placed on his lips.

Kurt had stopped walking when the other two had and was now standing in shock as the two shared a kiss. In public. Where people could see them! He looked around as students passed them quickly, walking to their own classes. No one stopped to throw his friends against the wall or push them to floor. There wasn't even a snide comment or nasty looks. In fact all he saw thrown their way was a few looks of polite curiosity and smiles. How…could this be real? He slowly reached over to pinch his hand, his brow furrowing in confusion when he didn't wake up a few seconds later in his dorm room. No one here…cared? No one hated the fact that two boys were sharing a kiss in the middle of the hallway? No one had the need to call them degrading names or carry them off to throw them in a port-a-potty or dumpster? Slowly he licked his lips before glancing back at Nick and Jeff who were talking to each other quietly. When Jeff kissed the top of Nick's head and hugged him one last time he finally let go and smiled at Kurt.

"Have fun!" the blond said, reaching out to pat Kurt's shoulder, his smile falling slightly when Kurt backed away. He turned around and walked down the hall when Kurt nodded back to him, trying to figure out why the other junior had looked so surprised.

Nick smiled at Kurt when he looked towards him. "Ready?" he asked, looking towards the door of their English classroom.

Kurt let out a little sigh when he looked at the entrance to the class room. No, I don't think I'll ever be ready for this. His eyes widened when he felt his phone buzz in his back pocket. "One second." he told Nick softly before pulling out his iphone to check the message someone had sent. He blinked when he saw Blaine's name and tapped against the new message icon, smiling when he read the short, simple message.

Blaine had sent him a text even though he had been busy all morning with a meeting and was now probably walking to his own class. He was surprised the prefect would even take the time of day to think of sending him a message. His stomach fluttered at the thought of Blaine actually remembering the fear he had confessed in front of the nurses office the day before. He made sure his phone was on silent before stuffing it back in his pocket. That one simple word seemed to do the trick again as a feeling of determination washed through him. "Yeah, I'm ready." he said, squaring his shoulders before walking into the classroom before Nick.

The English teacher, Mrs. Lane, was a friendly older woman who had taken one look at the yellow badge pinned to the outside of jacket before smiling, not giving him any grief over his attire. She had even let him pick his seat where he actually got lucky when he had found the seat next to Nick untaken. He was extremely relieved when she didn't make him introduce himself to the class, something he had been fearing the last few days. He knew the chances were high that the other teachers would make him, but at least he didn't have to do it in his first class.

The book that Mrs. Lane was going over was one he had already read multiple times, so when she had asked if he wanted to hold back on the test when she handed it out he had shaken his head no. All she did was raise a brow in return before giving him a paper. He felt her eyes on him throughout the test, but he couldn't really blame her for it. For all she knew he could of lied only to cheat off of Nick so he wouldn't have to read the material. The test was surprisingly simple and he finished quickly even with all the essay questions. His paper was one of the first few turned in so he quietly pulled out his sketch book to keep him occupied.

"Mr. Hummel."

Kurt looked up in surprise a few minutes later when Mrs. Lane called his name out. "Yes Ma'am?" he asked timidly, his cheeks flushing slightly when a few boy's lifted their heads to listen in.

"Have you covered this book in your class at your old school?" Mrs. Lane asked, watching the junior closely.

Kurt noticed that now even Nick had lifted his head from his own test and was looking at him curiously as well. He swallowed quickly before answering. "No Ma'am." he answered, continuing when the woman gave him a look that clearly wanted him to explain. "I've read the book a few times, its one of my favorites." he said softly. This seemed to please the woman's curiosity because she nodded and went back to grading the papers stacked on her desk.

Nick had finished a few minutes after the conversation between Kurt and Mrs. Lane and now sat beside Kurt as he drew in his sketch book. He was, to simply put it, amazed at the junior's talent. He had never known someone who could draw so well. The kitten the other was currently sketching had so much detail to it. He continued to watch in awe as the rest of the class took their test.

Kurt was a little unnerved as Nick watched him sketch. The only people who had done so in the past had been his mother, father, and then Finn when he had become his stepbrother. He wasn't sure why people liked it, but he wasn't about to tell his new friend not to.

The bell rang for their next class a good twenty minutes later, causing Kurt to sigh and close his sketch book. He was still nervous about his other classes and could only imagine what could happen. As he and Nick headed towards the door Mrs. Lane called him to her desk.

"I'll wait for you out in the hall." Nick said with a smile before continuing out the door.

Kurt took a deep breath before walking up to the desk, mentally panicking. "Yes Ma'am?"

"I just wanted to tell you I was surprised by your essay answers." Mrs. Lane began, shuffling a few papers on her desk. "Usually when we have a transfer student their writing abilities tend to be poor at the beginning." she said, giving Kurt a kind smile when she noticed how nervous he was. "Good job." she said, flashing his paper in front of his face so he could see his perfect mark.

Kurt had politely thanked the woman before leaving the classroom, but his mind was racing. Teachers here actually cared? Sure a few teachers at McKinley had seemed to, like the Spanish teacher Mr. Schuester and the consular Ms. Pillsbury, but no one had ever taken the time to tell him how well of a job he had done.

A few more classes passed, the teachers each a bit different in their own way. None of them were mean in the least and two more were also surprised that he could keep up. It was now time for lunch and he and Nick were walking towards the dining hall. Kurt was secretly hoping he would see Blaine at the table this time.

"NICK!"

Nick sighed as he heard Jeff's voice shout over the chatter in the hall. He quickly side stepped so the blond couldn't scoop him up. "Jeff." he said with a slight laugh as the blond wrapped his arms around him anyway, pressing a small kiss to the back of his neck.

"I'm so hungry." Jeff said as he, Kurt and Nick walked into the dining hall. He pulled Nick close to his side as he and the shorter warbler waited in line. He watched as Kurt made his way towards the salad bar again. "Do you think he ever actually eats?" he asked quietly.

Nick looked up to Jeff with raised brows. "He is eating Jeff." he said, tilting his chin towards the salad bar.

"No one can live on bunny food though…" Jeff said, grabbing a tray that held a big sub sandwich and chips.

"Jeff, just because you can't stand anything green doesn't mean that others can't enjoy it." Nick scoffed, picking a tray with pasta and cheesy bread sticks.

"I can't see how people can like anything colored green…its just gross." Jeff said with a shiver, laughing when Nick rolled his eyes.

Kurt was munching on a slice of cucumber when the other two walked up and sat down. He watched Jeff kiss Nick's cheek multiple times before the shorter male sighed and pushed him away to begin eating his pasta. This only encouraged the blond to scoot his chair closer to Nick and wrap an arm around him. Somehow he managed to eat the large sub one handedly, which was slightly amazing to Kurt. "Do Blaine and the others have another meeting?" he asked quietly about half way through their lunch.

"They don't have the same lunch period we do." Jeff explained, frowning when he watched Kurt's face fall slightly. He then grinned and huffed dramatically. "Are we not good enough for you?"

"Yes!" Kurt said panicky. "You are wonderful, I'm sorry if I made it seem like that, I mean I've never really had friends before and-" Kurt stopped quickly when that bit of information spilled forth. He looked down at his salad quickly as he felt his cheeks heat in embarrassment.

"You've…never had friends before?" Jeff asked, wincing when Nick elbowed him in his side. He glared at him for a moment before looking back at the nervous junior. "Kurt I was just playing around, it's okay." he began smiling when the other looked up at him. "We won't leave just because you ask a question." he continued looking at Nick for help when Kurt just looked back down to his tray.

"Kurt." Nick sighed, reaching over and placing his hand on the thin arm. "It's alright." he whispered, copying Jeff's earlier words. He smiled when Kurt nodded at him before pulling his hand back, thankful that the other hadn't snatched it back when he had touched him.

Kurt felt horrible for saying that, but why were they so nice to him about it? He quickly glanced at the other two when they began to talk about their next class together. Taking a sip of water he tuned the rest of the conversation out, it was something about a Mr. Keller being mean, whoever that was. He couldn't help but think back on the curly headed prefect.

After lunch they headed towards their next class which was math. It wasn't one of Kurt's favorite subjects, but that mainly due to the fact that it was boring and monotonous to him. At least in other subjects you learned something new and interesting from day to day. When they entered the classroom Jeff led him to the teachers desk before walking over to his assigned seat, which Kurt noticed was as faraway from Nick's as possible.

"Out of uniform?" a deep voice asked, causing Kurt to jump slightly. He turned so that he could face the tall, chubby man. Kurt clenched his hands at his sides as the man openly glared at him. The look reminded him so much of Karofsky that he began to shake slightly.

"Well?" the tall man snapped, causing Kurt to jump again.

"I…the badge." Kurt whispered, pointing to his chest where the badge rested.

"Speak up properly, no one likes a boy who mumbles." the teacher snapped again before glancing where Kurt was pointing to. "Well, what are you waiting for, introduce yourself, we haven't got all day." the man said, gesturing towards the rest of the classroom.

Kurt could feel his hands shaking as he stood in front of the class. He hadn't been made to do this in his other classes and he thought that maybe his luck was finally gracing him, but it seemed he was wrong. The majority of the class was giving him apologetic smiles and sympathetic looks besides Nick and Jeff who seemed to be trying to glare a hole right through Mr. Keller's head. "M-My name is Kurt Hummel." Kurt said in a whisper, regretting it when Mr. Keller sniffed loudly.

"Take your seat!" the man practically shouted, causing Kurt to run to the closest available seat in the room.

Kurt kept his head down the rest of the period, taking notes when he was supposed to and listening intently. After a while he noticed that he had actually taught himself this in home school in the last six months. He relaxed at the realization but quickly came to the conclusion that letting your guard down even in the slightest in front of Mr. Keller was a bad idea.

"Hummel!" Keller snapped, glaring at the shaky boy. "Since you seem so content on doodling instead of taking notes why not come solve the problem on the board." he said with a grin as the boy looked at him with horror etched into his pale face. Of course he thought it was because the boy hadn't been paying attention. He began to grow impatient with the junior as he slowly rose to his feet. "Faster!"

Kurt ran up to the board and grabbed a small piece of chalk from the little tray beneath it. He read the problem quickly before answering, feeling, his heart hammer against his chest when he moved away from the board to show Mr. Keller his answer.

Keller didn't let the surprise show on his face when the junior had solved the problem correctly in a small amount of time. Instead he just glared again and walked up to the board, ignoring how Kurt stepped away from him quickly. He erased the answer before stepping back and crossing his arms over his chest. "Do it again, but this time show your work for the class."

Kurt held in a sigh before doing as he was asked. It took him a bit longer than the first time but he eventually finished and moved away from the board, waiting anxiously for when he would told to sit back in his seat. He blinked back tears as the man erased all his work and answer again.

"No, I want all work shown, not the crap you just wrote." Keller said, grinning when the boy lifted the chalk to the board again, biting his bottom lip.

Jeff watched sadly as Kurt was tormented. He didn't know what he could do though since Keller had every right to act this way seeing as he was the teacher. He glanced at Nick's red face from across the room and swallowed nervously. It had been a while since he had seen him so angry.

Nick watched as Kurt began to work on the problem, frowning when he noticed that his shoulders were hunched and his frame was shaking. Didn't the guy see Kurt was doing his best not to brake down in front of him? When the board was erased for the second time and he noticed Kurt flinch when Keller raised his hand he stood up quickly, causing his chair to screech against the floor. "Stop it! Hasn't he solved it enough?" he yelled, glaring at the man.

Keller glared right back. "Sit down, Duval!"

Nick was about to open his mouth again but the bell rang, causing the crowded room to vacate in a matter of seconds. He watched as Kurt quickly answered the question, showing more work than he did last time, trying to give the man what he wanted.

"Get out of my sight!" Keller yelled at Kurt, causing him to leave the room in a hurry, leaving all his things behind.

Jeff grabbed Nick's hand as he walked by him, pulling him to Kurt's desk. He quickly packed everything away, dragging his boyfriend behind him before he could cause Mr. Keller bodily harm. He scanned the hallway for Kurt and found him leaning against a wall a few feet from the class room door. "Kurt…" he whispered sadly, which seemed to snap Nick out of the quiet rage he was in.

Nick walked up to Kurt quickly, grabbing the other's arm and pulling him in for a hug. The taller teen protested at first but quickly calmed down, resting his head against his shoulder. "I'm so sorry Kurt…" Nick whispered, squeezing him tighter. He felt the other nod against his shoulder. "He's such an ass!" he mumbled, closing his eyes when he felt Jeff's hand on his shoulder.

"If it makes you feel any better, Keller is like that with everyone." Jeff said quietly, watching as Kurt slowly pushed Nick away from him. He noticed that the junior was still shaking slightly when he reached out for his bag.

"I…I should of done what he wanted in the first place though." Kurt whispered, looking away from the other two.

"No, he had no fucking right to pull that shit, Kurt." Nick said quickly, crossing his arms over his chest. "Believe me okay? You didn't deserve what the fu-"

"Nick!" Jeff interrupted quickly, placing an arm around the shorter male's waist and pulling him to his side. It had been a while since Nick had used that many foul words in one sentence.

Kurt was staring at him with wide eyes but nodded slowly in reply. "O-Okay." he said, slipping his bag over his shoulder. He was surprised that Nick had stood up and shouted at the teacher for him. The teacher. The thought of the other junior risking so much for him pulled at his heart. Jeff had even been kind of enough to grab his things so he wouldn't have to go back in the classroom like he had been dreading. He looked back towards the other two, a simple smile spread over his lips. "Thank you for being my friends." he whispered, holding in a gasp when Nick pulled him in for another hug.

Nick didn't understand how anyone could be mean to this person. How could anyone ever think of hurting such a sweet and gentle boy? "No, thank you, Kurt." he whispered, squeezing the other closer. "Thank you for being our friend."

Jeff smiled sadly at the scene, looking away when Kurt let out a small sniffle. He couldn't believe someone had just thanked him for being their friend. With Nick it hadn't been friendship at first, it had been love at first sight. He never had to be friends with Nick because he had pursued him in a totally different way. He looked back towards the other two a moment later, smiling as he watched Kurt wipe at his wet cheeks with his hands while Nick did the same using the sleeve of his blazer. In that moment he decided something. He had already made an eternal vow to never let Nick in harms way a long time ago, but now he knew he would have two people to watch over since his boyfriend seemed so attached to Kurt in a way he would probably never understand. He had never seen Nick reduced to tears for anyone, nor had he seen him so caring towards anyone but himself. If Kurt was that important to the other then he was that important to him too. Nothing was going to lay a finger on Kurt as long as he was around.

The rest of Kurt's classes had gone way better than math had, something of which the countertenor was very grateful for. Gym had been easy since he had been offered to play tag football or run a few laps around the track. Of course he had chosen the track but he had been surprised when no one called him a chicken or other degrading names for not playing with the rest of the class. French had been wonderful and he was pretty sure the teacher really liked him since they had spent most of the class period going over books and plays while they spoke the foreign language. Others had even joined in from time to time, actually being able to keep up with Kurt's fast tongue, unlike at McKinley where the students could hardly conjugate. Art though, was Kurt's favorite class. Mr. Alexander was the kindest teacher so far and had seemed so impressed by his sketches when Nick had told Kurt to show him. He had spent the whole class period talking and painting beside his friend, enjoying the smell of oil paints and charcoal in the air.

Kurt finally found out that the warblers was Dalton's glee club when both Jeff and Nick got a text at the same time. They had told him they would find him when they were done so they could go get coffee like they had planned the other day before dashing off down the hall. He had also learned that the other three prefects were apart of it as well, making Kurt wonder if Blaine was vocally talented. Suddenly a crowd of people rushed past him, nudging him towards a staircase he walked up earlier. A little confused on why all of them seemed so excited he decided to just go with the flow of people walking down until he spotted a familiar head of gelled curls. "Blaine!" he called out excitedly before shutting his mouth quickly. He hadn't mean to call out to him like that but it seemed like his brain had other ideas. He felt the edge of his lips turn up when the prefect turned around, flashing him a bright smile when he realized it was him.

"Kurt!" Blaine said excitedly, standing in the middle of the crowd and letting them pass him as he stared up at the taller junior.

Kurt watched a few more boys run past him on the steps before walking down a few more steps. "So what exactly is going on?" he asked, glancing around as a group of boy's shouted.

Blaine smiled again before he answered. "The warblers!" he glanced to the side before he continued. "Every now and then they throw an impromptu performance in the seniors commons. It tends to shut the school down for a while."

Kurt looked in the direction Blaine had turned his head before looking back at him again. "So wait, the glee club here is kind of cool?" he asked surprised.

"The warblers are like rock stars." Blaine answered proudly, smiling when Kurt's eyebrows rose slightly. He smiled and reached out to grab the Junior's hand. "Come on, I know a short cut."

Kurt opened his mouth to say something as he was pulled down the rest of the stairs and down the hall but closed it quickly as he felt the warmth of the other hand squeeze around his. It seemed like time went at a slower pace as they ran down the hallway together. It was like he could hear his own heart beating against his chest as the other pulled him along. Somehow Blaine's hand around his didn't scare or confuse him like others had in the past, in fact it just felt right.

The run was over too soon in Kurt's opinion as Blaine let go of his hand and pushed against the double wooden doors. His eyes widened as he took in the mass of students inside the room, working together to move tables and desks so the center of the room was completely bare. He looked around at the sea of uniforms and took a quick breath. "Oh, I stick out like a sore thumb." he said quickly, cursing his mouth for opening on it's own accord again.

Blaine turned around when Kurt spoke and smiled. "Well next time don't forget your jacket new kid." he said as he reached out to lift the lapel of Kurt's coat out from underneath the strap of his messenger bag. "You'll fit right in." he added before patting his arm affectionately. He passed his own bag off to another member of the warblers before looking at Kurt again. "Now if you'll excuse me." he said, walking towards the group of boys who had started to sing softly in the middle of the room.

Kurt had been a little surprised when Blaine had fixed his coat, even more so when the prefect had just casually handed his bag to another student that walked by them. He could hear people chattering from behind and gripped the strap of his bag nervously knowing he wouldn't be able to get out of the room easily if he had to. Then he heard it, the soft singing in the background from the boy's walking up to the middle floor. His attention was brought back to Blaine when he excused himself to walk up to the group.

~Before you met me I was alright, but things were kind of heavy, you brought me to life Now every February you'll be my valentine, valentine~

Realization quickly dawned on Kurt that Blaine could sing, and he could sing extremely well. He smiled slightly when the prefect looked towards him again before stepping into dance with the rest of the group, snapping his fingers.

Kurt swore his heart stopped when Blaine's arm flew out and his hand pointed in his direction when he sang. Was Blaine…really singing to him? No! He was just putting on a performance for the rest of the students. Besides, why would anyone ever want to sing to him? He glanced around the room in awe as the rest of the students actually seemed to enjoy what they were watching. Most of them were even dancing along to the beat, something the Glee club in McKinley never had.

A break in vocals showed Kurt the pure talent of the warblers as they made all the music in the background themselves, making the song seem like it came to life as they beat boxed and hummed the beat of the music. Suddenly he even found himself moving to the song and he didn't stop. Everyone else was doing it, so why shouldn't he?

Blaine was surprised he didn't miss a step or mess up the lyrics when he looked at Kurt again. The countertenor had the biggest, most beautiful smile he had ever seen stretched across his face. All the other little half smiles and quirks of his upper lip couldn't compete. It was as if he was seeing the Junior's first smile. A real smile.

Kurt clapped enthusiastically along with the other students in the room , his cheeks flushed and his heart beating frantically. He had just witnessed something amazing that no one would ever be able to take from him. The way Blaine's bright smile made his heart flutter didn't even bother him at the moment. He just let things feel the way they were supposed to for once. He couldn't stop smiling, and for once it wasn't forced or small. As his mind buzzed with the cheers and chatter among the room, one thing became very clear to him.

He couldn't stop.