Feya’s Point of View
Years had passed, and here I was looking at the man, an old man to be exact, who was playing with his grandchildren as if he was still the same young man who could do anything for the people around him.
I smiled while I was watching him from afar. He could not see me, nor he could guess where I was. I have been doing this for years and ever since then, I watch him grow to become the happiest man alive.
I watched him grow from being a loner in their campus, to the one of the most popular student in college. That time when he met his new friends that never judged him for who he is, instead, they became the pillar of his strength, and the one who gave him a hope that he could move forward and let go of his past.
I saw that time when he first tried to travel with them.
