The night was young, and so was he.
But the night was sweet, and he was sour.
You could see it coming from yards away, that sullen look on his face. It was one of those sustained angers, pent-up but smoldering, that last for hours sometimes. It was a shame, too, because it was all out of tune with everything around him. It was the one jarring note in the whole scene.
한 편의 시같다. 어흑. ㅜㅜ