Love

Sitting down on a chair, I ate my lunch while watching people walk across the doors of the cafeteria I was in. Two men who were sitting around my place caught my attention, but I tried to not lock my eyes with any of them for me not to attract theirs.

They were elderly people, but I thought: "Hey, this is interesting." (If you have always thought that I suck, then this would be the time when I allow you to shout it out - I won't blame you for it)

The first guy who I noticed was in his striped polo shirt and boxer shorts. He looked like a gentle person, so I just watched the place as he did, with kind eyes. The second person was in a pale yellow polo shirt and black pants, with which I associated a high position. He looked extremely serious and cool, with some smoke coming from his nostrils - I presumed he was smoking, and obviously, he was. He was listing something that looked important, so I thought he worked at the place. Another plus: he looked important.

I finished my food a couple of minutes later. I tried sending text messages to my peers and teachers. None of them replied.

I observed them.

The kind-looking one slowly walked around the place, got a piece of chicharon, and offered people the piece. They all declined. Then, he got a tetra pack of chocolate milk and offered the other old man, but he declined. The kind man smiled, and seemed to notice me watching with interest. He sat down at the "yellow polo man"'s table, and made the serious-looking one smile. The "yellow polo man" killed his cigarette's fire, and seemed to share a story with the kind-looking man. I guessed that they were talking about a person with interest.

Me.