Night, heat and the last bus to Bolderaja.
We looked at each other several times, smiling, I was so shy. He reminded me of Kurt Cobain and he was shirtless. I was 15 years old. I got off at my stop and I was kind of sad that we didn't meet - he and the bus went further to Bolža. Then the bus suddenly stopped at the crossroads, to my surprise he got out and waited for me with a smile. I was shocked, so when he asked if we could meet I said, "Sorry, no! Hope you don't have to go far to get home! "