#5 who are you?

It was very busy and crowded as always. Everyone was walking here and there as school has just ended for the day.

It was finally winter. All the leaves had fallen off and the trees were bare but it wasn't yet snowing. The air was getting cooler by day and I just couldn't wait when it starts to snow. Jack Frost would come out and the land would be covered in white. The beauty of it would always be overwhelming. The feeling of soft snow in my hands and beneath me as I lay on the cold white land.

I decided to continue with my usual routine; going to the park that is.With my sketchbook and earphones plugged in. As I was walking towards my bike, my eyes caught a familiar lean figure standing next to it, leaning against the metal fence. I increased the speed of my steps as I took out the key for my bike lock.

"Um, excuse me?"

He turned around and I saw his face and those gorgeous pair of eyes, recognising him straight away. And as usual he was holding his camera in his hands. I rolled my eyes as he smirked at me. Gosh, what is he doing here?

"Why in the world are you here?"

"That's a question you need to find out yourself."

He's getting more annoying by minute. I rolled my eyes again before protesting.

"Ugh, why should I? I got no time - "

"Remember what I said the first time we talked?"

I was about to say nothing as he ignored me the first time but decided against it. I knew he was referring to the time when we were in the cafe.

"What? Which one? 'No, you don't but you should'?

He nodded indicating that it was the one he's referring to. But I still don't get it. I gave him some time, thinking that maybe he was going to elaborate further what he meant. But I was wrong. He kept quiet as he looked at me with a blank face. This guy was really confusing me. I gave him a questioning look, asking him to explain, but instead he just shrugged his shoulders. He finally darted his eyes away from me and turned to walk off.

"Wait, what's your name? How old are you? And...and...just...who are you for god's sake?" I was beginning to get frustrated.

"My name is not important. I'm one year older than you. And who am I depends on who you assume I am." I was speechless as I was taken aback. How the heck does he know my age?

He didn't turn back. He just answered back, walking away. This just couldn't get any weirder.

anis.