rOutside, the biting cold nipped at your bones.

Inside, engineers were desperately trying to repair the air conditioning, most dropping dead every second like flies. 

Outside, people are walking calmly in mixed directions, wondering what is wrong. 

Inside, everyone is walking happily in a line past neat bookshelves. 

Outside, 1 million loud murmurs merge into a cacophony of buzzing. 

Inside, everyone talks in the classroom voice, or doesn’t talk at all.

Outside, everyone wears a dreadful frown.

Inside, everyone beams visibly. 

Outside, no one can tell the time with an analog clock, they tilt their heads, perplexed.

Inside, everyone has an inner clock, ticking conveniently within them.