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A dash of spring in winter
It was a cold winter night. On the streets of Tokyo, a young man was standing in front of a life size poster drawing curious stares around him as he tenderly trace the outline of the model's face with his finger. The girls who had sneak a peek at him gasped when they saw how good looking the young man was. One of them was bold enough to approach him and tried to strike a conversation with him. To her dismay, the handsome young man turned to her and only to give her a cold hard stare with his beautiful but lifeless emerald green eyes then walked away from her. The girl shivered inwardly, undecided whether the sensation was caused by the weather or from those cold green eyes. Suddenly, she remembered that she was rejected and stormed off in the opposite direction.
As the said young man continued to walk down the streets, he awed those who passed him by with his striking good looks and graceful air he carried with him. An old lady who passed this young man shocked her head and mumbled "A beautiful face will only be a beautiful face if there is no warmth to carry it with, and at such young age, you would thought those eyes will be filled with innocence or playfulness, not this hard coldness."
Indeed, this young man always seemed to carry an aloofness that freezes everyone's soul. His quiet eyes seemed to be warning you to keep a distance away from him or his glare will penetrate right into your soul, stripping off all your pretence and lies, leaving you with the naked truth of what you are and what you did. Even his best friends know not to cross him. Although his aloofness seemed be more like harmless laziness when he is around his friends. But they all knew that was because he trusts them enough to not behave like all the other pathetic souls that tried to get close to him for selfish reason and petty desire.
"Think I will try this one tonight" the young man thought to himself as he stopped suddenly at a small empty-looking cafe. He usually patron the cafes at the high end street, but the staffs there soon found out who he is and became too attentive and too talkative around him more over he has soaked up enough coldness for tonight's ritual. So much so that he might freeze himself.
When he opened the door and stepped into the café, he felt warmth creeping back to his body. At that moment, he felt truly contended. But when he is reminded that the warmth can only warm his body but not his soul he fell back to his silent despair. He looked around and saw that the café was almost empty except for a petite girl sitting at the corner, beside the windows. She was sitting upright with her right hand in mid-air holding a pen. Her eyes were closed and her body bending lower and lower towards the table top that was strewn with books. The young man almost felt a smile forming as he watched the comical sight in front of him. But the moment disappeared soon enough when a waiter with same auburn brown hair came and showed him to his table.
Strangely, the waiter seemed to know that the young man has taken a little interest at the dozing maiden as he brought the young man to the table that was set in another corner of the room with a big plant that blocked others from looking in but the occupant of this table could sneak a look out from the gaps between the leaves. This is the perfect PI corner. The young man was delighted that he could watch the little episode in privacy.
The young man ordered a pot of Earl grey and settles down comfortably at his seat where he could continue to watch his new found distraction.
Thud! Suddenly the girl's head came down heavily onto the table. "Ouch!" exclaimed the funny girl as she jumped up from her sitting position, hands cupping her now swollen forehead. The young man watched with amusement and found an unfamiliar noise coming out from his mouth. It took him a minute to realize he was laughing softly to himself. Unaware she has been made mockery of by a stranger; she smacked the back of the waiter's head of who was laughing hysterically earlier on and demanded "Why didn't you wake me up Susumu!" The waiter winced in pain shouting "what was that for!" and turned to faced the girl with the same auburn brown hair. But when he took one look at the girl's eyes, the waiter immediately put both his hands up in the air to surrender and apologized to the girl. The young man lean forward to take a closer look at the angry girl's face and he can feel another laughter erupting when he saw that the girls' face was flushing red, you could almost see smoke coming out and a piece of cookie was stuck on her swollen forehead. Sensing that laughing now will break up this little comedy act, he tried push his laughter back down to his throat.
The girl told the waiter to wake her up the next time she falls asleep or else and waved her fist at him. After the waiter nodded repeatedly to her demand, she went back to her seat and continues to study. A few moment of silence later, the young man thought his entertainment for the day has ended when suddenly; the girl jumped up from her seat gain and started to jog on the spot. Then she bends down to do some stretching exercises, unknowingly tilted her backside directly at the young man. Her hips were swaying from one side to another when she switched to stretch left to right. The young man has to covered his mouth with both hands to prevent a full ledge laughter erupting. After a few more rounds of stretching exercises, she finally stopped. She took deep breaths, moving her arms in and out of her chest then sat down to study. The young man watched in amusement on how someone can be so "alive" as he sits back and sip his tea. At that moment, his handphone rang. The girl immediately shot upright and gasped as her face filled with realization that there was a person who had probably seen all her embarrassing moments. Her face turned green as she stared right at the plant and then blushing red she frantically gather all her books and belongings and ran out of the door half screaming.
The young man could not hold it any longer. He let out an erupting laughter that filled the empty café along with his headphone's ring tone. When his laughter reduced to chuckles and odd hipcups, he picked up his call, "Rui, where have you been?" Don't you remember that we are going to watch Shizuka's Paris catwalk show at Tsukasa's?
"So that was how you fall back to earth from heaven," Hanazawa Rui thought to himself. Suddenly the image of the funny girl's face changed to from green to red in an instant flashed past Rui's mind.. Rui found himself smiling when he said "I will drop by later."
As he continued to sip his cup of Earl Grey, he felt his soul has been warmed up a bit. Smiling softly to himself, he whispered "Looks like spring decided to drop by in winter"
A dash of spring in winter
It was a cold winter night. On the streets of Tokyo, a young man was standing in front of a life size poster drawing curious stares around him as he tenderly trace the outline of the model's face with his finger. The girls who had sneak a peek at him gasped when they saw how good looking the young man was. One of them was bold enough to approach him and tried to strike a conversation with him. To her dismay, the handsome young man turned to her and only to give her a cold hard stare with his beautiful but lifeless emerald green eyes then walked away from her. The girl shivered inwardly, undecided whether the sensation was caused by the weather or from those cold green eyes. Suddenly, she remembered that she was rejected and stormed off in the opposite direction.
As the said young man continued to walk down the streets, he awed those who passed him by with his striking good looks and graceful air he carried with him. An old lady who passed this young man shocked her head and mumbled "A beautiful face will only be a beautiful face if there is no warmth to carry it with, and at such young age, you would thought those eyes will be filled with innocence or playfulness, not this hard coldness."
Indeed, this young man always seemed to carry an aloofness that freezes everyone's soul. His quiet eyes seemed to be warning you to keep a distance away from him or his glare will penetrate right into your soul, stripping off all your pretence and lies, leaving you with the naked truth of what you are and what you did. Even his best friends know not to cross him. Although his aloofness seemed be more like harmless laziness when he is around his friends. But they all knew that was because he trusts them enough to not behave like all the other pathetic souls that tried to get close to him for selfish reason and petty desire.
"Think I will try this one tonight" the young man thought to himself as he stopped suddenly at a small empty-looking cafe. He usually patron the cafes at the high end street, but the staffs there soon found out who he is and became too attentive and too talkative around him more over he has soaked up enough coldness for tonight's ritual. So much so that he might freeze himself.
When he opened the door and stepped into the café, he felt warmth creeping back to his body. At that moment, he felt truly contended. But when he is reminded that the warmth can only warm his body but not his soul he fell back to his silent despair. He looked around and saw that the café was almost empty except for a petite girl sitting at the corner, beside the windows. She was sitting upright with her right hand in mid-air holding a pen. Her eyes were closed and her body bending lower and lower towards the table top that was strewn with books. The young man almost felt a smile forming as he watched the comical sight in front of him. But the moment disappeared soon enough when a waiter with same auburn brown hair came and showed him to his table.
Strangely, the waiter seemed to know that the young man has taken a little interest at the dozing maiden as he brought the young man to the table that was set in another corner of the room with a big plant that blocked others from looking in but the occupant of this table could sneak a look out from the gaps between the leaves. This is the perfect PI corner. The young man was delighted that he could watch the little episode in privacy.
The young man ordered a pot of Earl grey and settles down comfortably at his seat where he could continue to watch his new found distraction.
Thud! Suddenly the girl's head came down heavily onto the table. "Ouch!" exclaimed the funny girl as she jumped up from her sitting position, hands cupping her now swollen forehead. The young man watched with amusement and found an unfamiliar noise coming out from his mouth. It took him a minute to realize he was laughing softly to himself. Unaware she has been made mockery of by a stranger; she smacked the back of the waiter's head of who was laughing hysterically earlier on and demanded "Why didn't you wake me up Susumu!" The waiter winced in pain shouting "what was that for!" and turned to faced the girl with the same auburn brown hair. But when he took one look at the girl's eyes, the waiter immediately put both his hands up in the air to surrender and apologized to the girl. The young man lean forward to take a closer look at the angry girl's face and he can feel another laughter erupting when he saw that the girls' face was flushing red, you could almost see smoke coming out and a piece of cookie was stuck on her swollen forehead. Sensing that laughing now will break up this little comedy act, he tried push his laughter back down to his throat.
The girl told the waiter to wake her up the next time she falls asleep or else and waved her fist at him. After the waiter nodded repeatedly to her demand, she went back to her seat and continues to study. A few moment of silence later, the young man thought his entertainment for the day has ended when suddenly; the girl jumped up from her seat gain and started to jog on the spot. Then she bends down to do some stretching exercises, unknowingly tilted her backside directly at the young man. Her hips were swaying from one side to another when she switched to stretch left to right. The young man has to covered his mouth with both hands to prevent a full ledge laughter erupting. After a few more rounds of stretching exercises, she finally stopped. She took deep breaths, moving her arms in and out of her chest then sat down to study. The young man watched in amusement on how someone can be so "alive" as he sits back and sip his tea. At that moment, his handphone rang. The girl immediately shot upright and gasped as her face filled with realization that there was a person who had probably seen all her embarrassing moments. Her face turned green as she stared right at the plant and then blushing red she frantically gather all her books and belongings and ran out of the door half screaming.
The young man could not hold it any longer. He let out an erupting laughter that filled the empty café along with his headphone's ring tone. When his laughter reduced to chuckles and odd hipcups, he picked up his call, "Rui, where have you been?" Don't you remember that we are going to watch Shizuka's Paris catwalk show at Tsukasa's?
"So that was how you fall back to earth from heaven," Hanazawa Rui thought to himself. Suddenly the image of the funny girl's face changed to from green to red in an instant flashed past Rui's mind.. Rui found himself smiling when he said "I will drop by later."
As he continued to sip his cup of Earl Grey, he felt his soul has been warmed up a bit. Smiling softly to himself, he whispered "Looks like spring decided to drop by in winter"