i see you with your headphones plucked in your ears not giving a single damn care in the world. you said before that sometimes you don't really play a music, but rather you listen to the surroundings. you like to observe and hear the world around you.
i wonder if you're listening to some music right now or not.
i remember how we first met here. i used to hate you back then because i thought you really pushed me aside so you could get out first. it turns out that you were a victim too.
you were so talkative so you told me that you don't like riding on trains. you'd rather
take a bus even if it will take so long.i chuckled, it sounds so ridiculous now remembering it all.

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train ride | k.ji
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