i saw him walking to school with a spring in his step, earbuds blasting music i couldn't pinpoint a genre on.
he passed me on the sidewalk, barely taking note of my existence, and all i could see of him was the bouncing of his hair and his fingers tapping on his side, probably matching the rythm of the song playing in his ears.
he seemed carefree, content.
i still ask myself how no one realizes he's there.
moon taeil, such a wonder.
