I thought he must be absent or late, so I ignored it. But he wasn’t there the next day either. Days became weeks, and weeks became months. There was no sign of him.
Almost five months passed. I got busy with college, assignments, and friends, and I completely forgot about him. It wasn’t like I was attracted to him, but there was always some curiosity to look at him or what I don't know
One day, I was sitting in the car, stuck in traffic. I was looking out of the window when suddenly, I saw him.
But this time, he looked very different. Pale and tired, sitting quietly in the back seat of another car. A cap covered his bald head. For a moment, I just froze, shocked. Before I could even think of anything, the signal turned green. His car moved ahead, and he was gone.
I never saw him.