From the depths of my heart

Ⅱ.

We both associate different people with his name.

You may recognize him as a man who enjoys consuming alcohol, indulging in smoking, be it cigarettes or marijuana and engaging in casual sexual encounters with strangers.
You may recognize him as a man who exudes confidence, some may even call him self-centered.
You may recognize him as a man who often displays rudeness towards others without any apparent cause.
You may recognize him as a man who finds enjoyment in creating unnecessary drama.
You may recognize him as a man who craves the spotlight and enjoys being the center of attention.
You may recognize him as a man who is indifferent towards anything or anyone.

However, my recollection of him is quite different.

In my recollections, he remains the same innocent boy.
In my recollections, he remains the same boy who lacked confidence.
In my recollections, he remains the same boy who was consistently too introverted to converse with anyone.
In my recollections, he remains the same boy who sought solace in silence.
In my recollections, he remains the same boy whose hand I had to grasp whenever we were surrounded by masses of people.
In my recollections, he remains the same boy who was always attentive to the minutest details and empathetic towards people.

I encountered him as a fool who indulged in anime and sketched incessantly, and that's precisely how he'll etched in my recollections. He'll endure there as the boy I adored and once loved.