7am.
He comes in at the same time every morning. He always orders the same drink, one Chai Tea. Often I find that he has this look on his face, as if he's trying to solve all of the world's problems as he sits there biting his lip, brown eyes roaming the interior of the little coffee shop. He has a head full of curly black hair that flies in every direction, and no matter how many times he runs his hand through it, it won't stay put. Sometimes he brings a book to read as he drinks his tea and thinks. I love the adorable smile that fills his face as he reads a page he particularily likes.
I wonder what kind of life he leads. The things he thinks. What he does for fun. Every morning I catch a small glimpse of his life, of that hour he spends content to sit by himself, alone with his thoughts. I talk with him when he orders his drink, but he never says much. I asked him once, what his name was. Mosu.
Mosu, a quiet boy with many thoughts.
STAI LEGGENDO
Abstract Art
Storie d'amoreMosu is an awkward boy who has a hard time opening up to people. Aria is an artist who likes to find beauty in rejected things. Read to find out how the two of them grow closer and change each other's lives.
