The five year old whose dad says “Stay here, I’ll be back in a minute,”  and leaves his kid kneeling on a bench surrounded by backpacks and bags and the kid stares in the direction of the washrooms like a puppy until he comes back.

The teenage boys who fist pump goodbye like it’s nothing. The face on the one that stays.

The lads that take pictures with real cameras with real lenses.

The three young women whose minds explode when they see each other. Their smiles.