By the window

Ten

Today was different from the past days. But it started the same as usual.

I went to the same place, under the shade of the big tree, during lunch break. Had the third book with me, read it for a while.

When I looked up at the window, he was already there. He had his earphones on. I can see people playing behind him, yet he was not bothered by the noise.

I went back to reading, but got distracted by a paper that fell from above. I looked up at the leaves from the tree. Did it fell from the tree? I looked around, did someone throw this at me?

I looked up at the window, he was there, waving at me.