I was exiting the building when someone stumbled into me.
It was a kid, and he fell back.
"Oh no, sorry. I didn't see you—" I paused as soon as I saw who it was.
It was that kid from the park.
The one who gave me a rose on a whim and said all sorts of things I'm pretty sure he doesn't mean or understand.
What was he doing here?
"Argh, am I too late?" He asked his hand pressed on his head, and not even minding that he had just fallen on his butt.
What was he in a hurry for?
He looked up and then our eyes met. For a moment, I was sure I heard him gasp but he did not say anything further. He simply stared at me and I tilted my head.
Was there something on my face? Why was he just staring?
"Y-y-you..." He stuttered, his face suddenly heating up. "Are you done?" He suddenly asked something I wasn't expecting, and honestly, it was very confusing.
"What do you mean?"
