A sound of flute is flowing out and it creates graceful atmosphere. Unlike other cafés located near school area, this place has its unique air. It's always full of people but it doesn't feel crowded or noisy at all. There are all kinds of people - family, friends, professors, students, etc. It's calm, light, and neat.
With the ring of the bell hanging on entrance door, a girl walks in. Her light brown colored hair stops right down the shoulder lines. She has dull expression on her face. She's wearing a navy hoodie with jeans and gray running shoes. She has a flower-printing backpack hanging on right side of her shoulder. I assume that she is one of the students at the university. On the left hand of hers is a book quite thick and its color is green. She strides down the aisle looking for an empty seat comes closer to me. Having put down the backpack and the book on the table next to me, she walks away. I think she's going to order a drink at the casher. But I was wrong as she walked straight out of the café through the back door. The book is a Persian-Korean dictionary. It's been 5 minutes since she left and she's still not coming back.
Holding an ice coffee on her hand, the girl came back, sits down and browse through the phone. Her hair is tied in ponytail, different from how she came in earlier. Now I see why she didn't come back for 10 minutes. It seems like she's looking at Facebook or Instagram as she doesn't type anything on the phone. The phone looks quite huge in her hand. After a few minutes looking at the phone, she takes out a textbook and a note. Arabic letters are written in lines and she starts writing down things and studying. It's interesting how she studies Arabic as I have no idea at all. The Arabic letters always feels like the unknown world to me. She flips through the dictionary to find words. She looks concentrated.
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