Sometimes, I'd just sit and stare.
With my blatant unwavering gaze, I'd think to myself.
How i envy that bond they have.
That belongingness.
Moments later, someone within that group would sense something.
With his or her inquisitive nature would attempt to seek for the source of this disconcert.
And then our eyes would meet.
Eventually, we would rest our eyes upon one another.
Then, with a hint of astonishment and suspicion that person would lower the head and start talking to the one sitting beside.
Within seconds unsettling whispers would succumb and dominate the whole table.
One head after another would turn and lucidly place glances upon the stranger i call myself.
And then, i would.
After half a second of hesitation, break into smile.