When I saw him for the first time, he seemed very indifferent. He lit a cigarette in the smoking area at the back door of the restaurant and took a deep breath. His cheeks were slightly sunken on both sides as he inhaled the smoke, and his brows were knitted together. I don't know if it was because the sun was too strong or if he had a habit that he didn't even notice. His hair was blown up by the wind, somewhat blocking his sight. He looked around aimlessly, as if he didn't care about anything. I thought he was indifferent from the inside out. Unexpectedly, the moment he stood up, the keys hanging on the right side of his belt and the blue lucky bag that looked like a gift from a temple revealed his cuteness. He just treated the world with indifference, leaving the cute parts to himself and the people he loved. Maybe I was too immersed in my fantasy at that time, so he caught my surprised eyes and tiny expression, and the cigarette in my hand was smoked out by the wind, leaving only the cigarette butt. He came over and said: What are you thinking about?
Intention: The part of me that was changed by you will replace you and be with me forever.