He bits the back of his pencil.
He puts his pencil between his ear.
He bits his nails.
He curls his hair by using his finger.
He blows his hair.
He writes poem, by using my name, once.
He writes on the board, his handwriting is round and big.
My memories are getting bad. Maybe I really stop thinking.
His laugh, his smile, how he walks, which foot he put in first when wearing shoes, his gaze, his breathing sound, which hand he raise when asking a question, his angry face; I don’t remember, or maybe I never knew. For today, it ends here.
"The sky is spinning. I must be crazy. I kept thinking of you" - Lee Suyeon
I MISS YOU EPISODE 9