Third Person Narrator
He dug his chopping sticks in his tteok, bringing it to his mouth. Kenny buried his face in his food, eating like there was no tomorrow. He chewed on his food but the look on his face showed he wasn't enjoying it not because the food is bad, the food tastes fine, just that he seemed preoccupied with his thoughts. This restaurant was his and Toro's favorite, their food is good but now without Toro, the food tasted kinda bitter in his tongue. His thoughts surfed in every direction, in every angle. He really missed him here in Sk. Living without his best friend was like losing a loved one. Though he communicated with him every now and then, it was so different from talking to him face to face.
