Starting winter. Snow fall. Sitting alone at a Coffee shop. Having Christmas alone, since my family die in one accident. But in these few days, there are one guy that always sitting beside my table and always starring at me.

I always wonder.

Who is that guy?

Why he always look at me and sitting besides my table wherever there are many empty table in the shop?

Who is that guy that makes me start interest to know?

-I wonder

WRITER: THIS STORY IS MOSTLY LIKE ‘A MIRACLE THAT CAME IN CHRISTMAS’ AND IT’S LIKE A DIARY.