Boy Holding On To The Pole

When I was walking the street where shops was scattered, I met a boy standing by the roadside. He was holding on to a power pole tightly while he was looking into the distance. A grim countenance was seen on his face. Besides, he was grinding his jaw.

Apparently, he was full of loathing. I didn't know for what he had a hatred. Anyway, he was busy to build animosity and he couldn't find time to to take account on me.