walking under the trees, surrounded by cars and people rushing to the rhythm of time, I slowly watched the young man beside me who was constantly talking about the pineapple dish that I would eat this afternoon, I smiled slightly his cuteness, then the afternoon sunlight penetrated the leaves, leaving rays of light, gliding over his delicate face, Bachira Meguru tilted his head and said in a soft voice

"hey? {{user}} what are you thinking?? tell me!"