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------Do you remember, how we first met? It was by the bus stop, and we never really talked to each other. We never really did, I often wonder where you are now. Despite the fact that the only words that we have said to each other was "Sorry" when I accidentally stepped on your shoe, the thought of you still lingers in my mind. It was around my first week in high school, there was I, carrying my acoustic guitar, and wearing favorite maroon red sweater. I had just gotten off the subway and walked to the bus stop where you were already waiting. I guess what I noticed about you was those huge clunky studio headphones you wore; Its okay I own a pair too for recording purposes. I also noticed your hair, and the streaks of light pink standing out from the rest from the dark. I guess I was wowed by your presence and I wanted to look as "cool" as you did, and even perhaps I had the slightest feelings, of hope deriving from your beauty. Too bad we never said a word to each other.

------I wonder if you also remember how crowded the bus was. And by fate, somehow we got squished right next to each other, I was slightly taller. I was holding into the upper part of the pole with the guitar on my shoulder, which ended up hurting for a while because I wasn't used to that weight on my shoulders back then. I tried deviating my eyes to the window, but it was like dark outside already due to DST, even though it was still in the afternoon. So the only place I could look was towards you. You had your head down looking towards your Ipod, as if you were looking for songs to play. I actually liked the song you were listening to, cause I can hear it through your headphones. I think it was Things That Rhyme With Orange by I Set My Friends on Fire, its been a while so I might have been wrong. I do know you were listening to some metal, that I dig.

------I remember you looking up once, and eye contact occurred. And our reflexive systems told us to look away, as we both turned to look outside the window due to the nervousness. But even still, we had indirect eye contact when the light inside the bus reflected in a certain degree, and I stared into your reflection as you stared into mine. It was a lot of awk. And you ended up just staring back into your ipod searching for stuff to play. And I continued to try to see through the darkness outside to determine when it will be my stop and when to get off. which I find it ironic later too that we somehow also got off the same stop. But from those few moments when our eyes connected... I... There were these shadows in your iris, as if you were hiding something dark. I could tell, because they reminded me of mine. I guess I sorta got scared, yet curious at the same time.

------Then of course we get off this crowded bus, and walked towards the opposite direction away from each other. I kinda admit I did look back, I wonder if you did too. Of course there's many other more instances when we bumped into each other. But this was the first, Perhaps I'll write more about those...

Thanks for reading! I guess, this is Anikacy, signing out!