A black bike was running through the less busy road..it increased it's pace as the biker decided to ..by each passing second.
In a blink of an eye..the bike suddenly stopped at the huge gate of Seoul University
Every one knew who the man was..
He got off the bike parking it carefully before tugging the keys on the hook of his pants
He removed his helmet while running one of his veiny hands through his dark locks.
Black leather jacket hanging sweetly on his shoulders
The perfect look for a biker..Shoving one of his pale veiny hand inside the pocket of his black pants..he made his way through the garden where he usually goes..
He walked until he stood before a boy who was reading a book from his hands which were holding the book as always..
The boy was so occupied in his own mini world that he didn't even consider to look up at the person standing in front of him..