She was an ahjumma in a teenager's body.

Frizzy hair, mismatched sneakers, loose faded jeans (that weren't intentionally faded, he could tell)...and those huge, nerdy glasses. She was like a 40-year-old hipster.

The girl sat down a few seats in front of him. With earphones in she was bobbing her head to the tempo of the beat. He had the strange temptation to mirror her even though he could hear no music.

He didn't realize he had been staring at the back of her head, until she suddenly turned around, her eyes searc