Random People. 1 Hot and black coffee. That was all i need. The cold was attacking to my skin while i was walking through the subway and my coffee was like a hero to me. The fifth year in the school of ballet and the sixteenth winter in my #life. Yes the snow was pretty cute and romantic but i wasnt looking for any of that. I just want to put my ass on some chair and get rid of very heavy bag just for fifteen minutes. I went through the narrow automatic stairs and the smell of humid walls and mold. I saw the mendicant but i pretend that i didnt. I was holding the coffee very tight and it started to burn my fingers and i strted to hurry up to catch the subway because i dont want to miss te best part of my day. Seeing the mysterious stranger. He is a military guy who always sits front of me and all i can do is watching his beautiful face all journey. During the trip he just stares out of the window with blank eyes and he doesnt even realize what is going on around himself. The subway came to the station all with its noise and me and some weird guy get in the metro. There was a guy who looks like a business manager with his news and a serious eoman with her coffee and black leather bag. İ sat the spesific chair as usual and started to count the stations while subway moves. And three.. Here he comes. he jumped in the subway and sat front of me..

Random People we are diffirent' he said while looking into my eyes. ' yeah we are just like a cliche hollywood film' . I looked the opposite direction to show that i dont want to continue the conversation. Of course i knew that we are diffirent from eachother not from other people. There was only one unique person who is always on my mind and imagination that i have the same music taste and have the same hobbies And i also knew that there is no such person. If he is real we wouldnt be on this planet because the world built on variation this is what makes it lovely. So maybe being diffirent is not a serious problem but i Asked that ' you suggest that we shouldnt fight for this?' still looking the opposite direction. 'for what?' he asked like he is wondering. And i said ' for our friendship.' he didnt say anything. Ever since we met we never touched to eachother , but he is the first person that i learned so much about in a really short time, except his name of course. This is like an experiment, that you dont know the of the person who is right against and you dont judge them by their names or tags. I think that this makes sense to know a person with his personality not where he came from. I know that he is living with his mother , his dad left them when he was young, he is going to a military school and chaacterize himself as a lonely person. But he is a random guy that i met on the subway and i was a random girl in his #life