I knew he wasn't that honest about everything,
he probably wasn't the nicest guy I knew but i remember a memory of him..
It was probably when we weren't talking to each other.
After extra classes they would've tuition classes in the school,
I would see him in his uniform and his blue back bag walking towards his class..
His body looked tired, his eyes, his shoulder and his expression looked tired
and I'm not sure if it was just the work load of school that made him feel that way but he genuinely looked tired as I look from afar.
For some weird reason it made me feel calm and silently happy to see him that way.
I knew he wasn't that honest about everything.