He's sipped his drink slowly and looked out the window. Snow began to fall again. He stood there for a moment, watching the snowflakes drifting outside.
Something is missing. He Frowning. Of course, there something has missing. He knows there is something missing. Only he did not know what was missing. And if something missing it is important or not.
He breathed deeply. Well ... maybe not the important thing.
He turned back to the window and looked around the room. The Hall began crowded. People look happy, smiling at each other, laughing, and
chatting. An acquaintance smiled and waved at him. he replied the smiled and raised his glass.
Just at that moment he saw her.
That girl has just entered the room. His eyes can't stop staring that girl who shook a few people hand with a grin. Strange ... He realized he can't stop looking at her.
He saw that girl took a drink from the round table with white tablecloths while conversing with someone standing beside her. then she looked up and looked across the room. Right at him.
Their eyes met, and time seemed to stop.
Very strange. His brain does not know that person. He was sure he did not know that person. But why it seems his heart said otherwise?
Why did his heart as if to say to him that he missed her?
