The rain falls softly from the gray sky, trains come and go from the station, zooming by. My hands are stuffed in the pockets of my sweater, slightly shivering. Although my sweater was one of the warmest ones I had, somehow I still was cold. 66Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6I59H3jokD
    I stare at the concrete ground, watching my boots shift slightly as my body leans its weight onto my other leg. Leaving your hometown wasn’t easy, especially when no one knew. But, I wrote the letters, saying my final goodbyes. Life here was pointless anyway, my parents didn’t really appreciate me anymore, and my dreams wouldn’t come true out here in the country. If I wanted all my dreams to come true, of becoming something big, they would come true in the city, where life never seemed pointless. 66Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡeKfeYxfVBm
   Although, making money with a few tiny music gigs here was enough, but not enough for me to stay. I would always tell myself ‘Han, you got this,’ but in the end, I would always flunk out, and my nerves would get the best of me. I yawn, and continue staring at my boots, before a pair of converse walks up and stands right next to me. 66Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqFc0Fp97WQ
   I look up, and see a handsome stranger, woah, he was one of the most handsomest guys I’ve ever seen around here, I blink. He looks like he’s in his own world, with his earbuds popped in, eyes focused, black coat making him look even more striking. 66Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGl7vYjiXNC
    He looks over at me, and smiles. I swallow, and force a tiny smile back. The lady comes on the intercom, stating that train 3356 is ready to board. I step onto the train, and find an empty booth at the back, by the big window. My steps are soft through the aisle, as I sit down, everything seems to feel perfectly fine, so I take out my notebook, and begin to write. 66Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3Z0mXqzi5K
   The words spill out onto the page, thoughts that I never dare say aloud, thoughts that I keep in all the time. Now, before me on the page that was once blank and plain. The air changes slightly, someone sits in the seat across from mine. My eyes snap up, and it’s the same handsome stranger. I blink, and force myself to look back at my notebook. 66Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPIQqTwxnKG
   “Do you usually look at people like that?” He says, his voice is smooth and gentle. I take a moment to process his words, looking for anything, pretending I didn’t hear him, but in the end all I say is.66Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvL6BlbHIM2
   “Excuse me?” 66Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTtq30EIHvS
  “Do you usually stare at people like they’re heaven itself?” He lets out a soft laugh, and shakes his head.66Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvbaT2Bk5cw
   “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I pause, “I don’t even know you.” I mumble, he laughs again, and tilts his head.66Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKawhzYhgAG
   “You’re a weird guy, y’know?”66Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡICq1hoAKsx
   I try to ignore him, but I stare at him blankly, as if I’m trying to find the answers in his eyes. My eyes look out the train window, the countryside passing by quickly, my childhood memories flood my head, leaving wasn’t going to be easy. But maybe my name would finally be known, and I would be a star. Not just some kid with some silly music dream. 66Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzkyrh57ZNg
   My hand grabs my pencil again, and the words spill out faster this time. And mister  handsome stranger keeps staring at me, like he wants to ask me something but doesn’t. And I wasn’t going to bother to ask him either. 66Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqkyjhvn5tm
 “So, what’s your reason to go to Seoul?” He asks, breaking the tension. I stare at the page before meeting his eyes again. 66Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡffSWeRasU2
 “I want to pursue my dream of becoming a singer. I’ve done a few gigs here, but it isn’t the same as it is in Seoul.” I say, why was I telling him this? He hums, and crosses his arms. 66Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡq4WwovRiVE
  “Hm, I think I never told you my name. I’m Lee Minho, but my friends call me Lee Know, what’s yours?” 66Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ75CvEboj5r
   My brain screams not to tell him my name, but I do anyway.66Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡraehJuuLlP
   “Han Ji-sung. And since you asked me, what’s your reason to go to Seoul.” I lean back in the seat, and wait for his answer. Minho shrugs, and leans his chin in his hand.66Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdcDmXcXOjR
   “Maybe because I’ll find better opportunities there, I do want to become an actor, maybe. My friends always told me I’d be a good actor.” He smiles, and my heart flutters. I shake my head, and nod. 66Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMtvcIUJu71
   “That’s nice, you do look like an actor.” I fiddled with my hands, he was nicer than what I expected. I was never really talking to strangers, but this felt different. It felt like I’ve known him forever, even if we’ve only talked for a few minutes. 66Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGcEZcngNZF
   “So, Han. What are you writing.”66Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6O1ibgvien
    “Oh, nothing, just silly song lyrics. Nothing to worry about.” I close my notebook quickly, shoving it in my bag. He raises his brow, and sighs. 66Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJvuTOkcMAr
    “Right right, secrets’ all yours.” And somehow the train stops, it’s raining in Seoul. But for some funny strange reason, I don’t want to get off the train. I want to stay here with him, to keep talking to him. The lady on the intercom welcomes us to Seoul, we step off the train, he shoves his hands into his coat pockets. He turns to me and smiles again. 66Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCLySV4vuVN
    “It was nice meeting you, Han Ji-sung. ‘Till next time, yeah?” Before I can say anything, he walks off into the crowd. I clench my bag strap, my mouth opens. 66Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxf7b48xSBF
   “Yeah, next time.” I whisper so softly, I almost can’t hear myself. I never saw him again after this, I guess that’s what you get when you meet a stranger at the last train at 25 o’clock.66Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnH5geXRQMq
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