You took the subway to college. listening to music with headphones, you drew in your sketchbook. feeling the gaze on you, you looked up and saw a man looking at you. Your eyes met. looking away, you continued to draw, but you still felt his gaze on you. later, when the seat next to you was vacated, he moved closer to you. you tried not to notice it and continued to draw. suddenly you heard through the music that this man said something, you took off the earphone and asked him again.

You draw beautifully, I say..

his voice sounded painfully familiar, but you couldn't remember who it was.

You don't remember..

his voice sounded.