The cafeteria was filled with a different of noises. A hurried little girl trying to be brave, a group of friends talking while waiting for their turn, a group of boys whistling to anyone who walks in front of them, another line beside which a group of students pile in line to exchange their money into chits, and some were holding plates, drinks, and foods with a big smile after finally getting their lunch.
Even though the cafeteria was messy and noisy, I could still see the man, no longer a playboy as he said, standing at the cafeteria rails, conversing with a group of guys. He caught my glance when he noticed us walking to the chits area next to the food stall, since the school devised a chit exchange system.
I saw him Lavin trying to end their conversation yet the boys continue to tal
