As I cycle along the paved walkway of the road, speeding at a high speed of 16 kilometers per hour, the breeze sifting through my hair, the sun’s rays hugging my skin, the trickles sweat crawling down my shirt. Suddenly, I a student of about my age steps onto the walkway in front of me, long white pants, straight white shirt, long white earphone wires. My thumb jumped onto my handy bell as I repeatedly smash the button. 10 meters, 5 meters, 1 meter… Mud stained white pants, crumpled white shirt, broken iPod.
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