As the cold Spring air swiftly blows past them, emotions could be felt now in that wind.

"H-Haru... Y-You're go-going to break up with me?!" A girl with plain brunette braids has cried out, she looked at her shoes instead of directly in the male's face.

Timidity was in her speech, which immediately weighed out the anger.

The male, who was called 'Haru' had let out a sigh.

"Yes, I am. I didn't want to tell you over email, text, or the phone..." He said softly, lingering in his voice was a callous tone he was using without pity. His walnut brown eyes were enhanced by the sunset behind them, reflecting a careless look in them. But, the sun also enhanced his disorderly blonde hair, which blew gently in the rushing breeze.

"W-Why?! I done so much for you! I changed things, I fixed things... Just why?!" She began bawling, her glasses began fogging up as she covered his mouth to prevent the saliva of hers from falling out.

"You didn't have to change at all actually. Mei, you done this to yourself. Also, you are actually incredibly boring, I thought girls of your type was hiding some sort of specialty, but you really are just boring in every form." Haru has yawned, breathing onto his manicured nails before rubbing them against his shirt.

As he stood there, you could be blind and noticed how smug he was. Even if the expression wasn't painted on his face by Picasso, Leonardo, not even Da Vinci.

More tears escaped from Mei's eyes as she ran away, her weeping continued to be heard and soon drown out from the park attendees.

Haru had simply blinked and smirked to himself as he walked off, adjusting his flailing scarf to hold tightly around his neck.

The cold breeze slipped through his hair again, satisfaction was there again.