now he look at me, eyes full of self pity. I looked away, cant face the reality, am discomfort with direct confrontation. His eyes seems honest but how can I say from a brief glance. My eyes on the floor, seems that I am having a panic attack, he still linger in front of me, wanting a contact, an eye contact is suffice to him, i think in mind. So I looked up at him, giving him the benefit of my eyes, he crack a smile, i looked away, damned this insecurity. Why I am always like that, it's like a meeting of two lost souls, two inferior being, both hesitates and both are not brave enough to utter anything. i break the ice by unconvincingly smiled at him and said hi. Oh how i could see his sense of relief when i uttered that magic word, he looked at me and i can feel that he is examining and judging the way i look, the way i presented myself to society. And hell, we were not even in our own society at that time, we were far far apart from our eastern cultures and values shenanigans. So we chatted for a while, i knew him from somewhere, but can't recall. When he told me, yeah, now i remember, we were in the same school but rarely spoke and were always minding our own business. He, with his peers and mine with mine's. I had just arrived for not more than a week, and the welcome by my so called seniors were unwelcomed by me, i was expecting to be the only one in Leicester. Anyway, he told me that he arrived two days ago and living in one hall of residence, clephan house or house of clephan, cant remember, but for sure it's a hall of residence. So I invited him to my house