Well, I saw him today.

He walked through the halls like nothing bothered him, like no one was watching him, he glided so smoothly and perfectly almost as if he tried, he made it seem so simple, so easy, like picking up an object and studying it was the most interesting thing ever.

He didn't try and didn't care and I liked that about him.

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He bumped into me today, I had no words when he apologised and said my name, I wondered how he knew it, he seemed nice, i wouldn't know i only 'bumped' into him once but he made me feel better about it, almost knowing i felt incredibly stupid about the whole thing.

I saw him at lunch today, alone writing in a book, he seemed very concentrated and a could see a little crease in his forehead from where his forehead crinkled up in thought, what I'd give to read what he was writing.