It has been the third day already. I sat near the window, wiping the foggy window free of water condensation that gathered during the night. Rows and rows of trees flew by. I smiled. It was ni-

"It is nice to be outside of the city, right?"

I turned my head back from the window, surprised to see a young man standing by the window, his hand also stretched out of the window to feel the cool summer morning air.

"This seat is not taken, right?" I nodded, and he sat down across from me. One of the things I loved about riding trains is the seats by the window. People come and go on these seats and chat happily with strangers as if it was the most natural thing to do.

"Do you also like the morning air?" I asked the man. He smiled, showing a row of white teeth. His eyes were covered by a pair of dark sunglasses, giving him a mysterious aura.

"In Seoul, we never have enough time to rest and take time to appreciate summer. I had been trapped inside sweaty training rooms for the past three summers. It is quite a shame, really, as summer is my favorite season. I took this train just to feel the summer air each morning."

I looked up at him, astonished to find someone who took this train for the same reason as I did.

"Really? Summer is my favorite season, too."