Two years ago, I met a charming boy at Southfield station.
Since he smiled at me, I smiled back at him, offering him a sweet candy.
Surprisingly enough, he ran away, leaving me behind.
He didn't even ask me anything about the candy.
The flavour, the colour, the shape......
A peanut flavour shell with a kracknel centre. Notoriously nice, wasn't it!
He then had a word with a middle-aged woman.
I was pretty sure that it had nothing to do with the candy at all.
It may be ..........
He might not be interested in candy possibly...
The woman might already offered him a sweeter candy, probably...
He had been warned not to be friendly to Asian men, possibly...
Or perhaps, he was not serious, he just wanted to play "a game" with me.
How about if he desperately wanted the candy !?!
A train to Upminster was approaching,
I jumped on the train with the candy still in my hand.
Waiting for another boy whom I know will like it.
Source: [A STORY] Candy | KASKUS
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