It was 3:27 in the morning,
when I woke up too early
just to feed my mind
of the lessons that were hard
to bare with, I studied then.
Too creepy, silence killed me,
the voice of the cold wind
whispered in my ears. (whoosh!)

Minutes passed, I heard noise
coming from the window pane,
it was intimidating, disturbing.
But I didn't mind it,
I continued reading on my notes.

Not too later, I took a break.
I stretched my arms, and my legs.
Well, it is really tiring to study.
I was thinking, that the sun
already rose up,
because I heard footsteps,
and laughs, which maybe
came from the people outside.

So then I drew my eyes
into the windows,
I saw a man, wearing
his jogging pants,
and white jacket.
He stopped, and stare at me,
and waved his hands,
I saw him face to face,
then I waved my hands too,
but I wondered, I asked myself:
"Do I know him?".

The awkward moment
is when I realized ---

my room is in the 3rd floor.