130. normal?

"Senior, I--....", the voice of the boy was soft and trembled a little, the eyes that looked down hidden under his bangs were filled with sorrow and loss. The boy having determined something in his heart, looked up with conviction... he still didn't want this person to go, but who was he to say this?

This person was kind to him and took care of him really well, he didn't even get a chance to give anything back and without anyone saying, he also knew that this was probably the last time they will ever see each other... He will be studying abroad and he himself will be going back to his country... To be very fair, the time they spent was pitifully small... in the long span of life, these few months wouldn't even count as a sentence, but knowing it and feeling it were two different things.