Today, the sun took mercy on them as it continued shining brightly, increasing the temperature for a bit. As the cool autumn wind blew past them, the golden leaves of the ginkgo trees scattered above them before they fell gracefully on the ground, creating a sea of gold.
Shouko flipped the page of a book in her hands, she appeared so casual as the corners of her lips would occasionally lift up. Sometimes, the end of her locks fluttered due to the wind drifting past her. The chirping of the birds sounded melodious in the air, accompanying her relax time reading the book.
Her eyes fell upon a paragraph. It was a short poem.
how strange it is
to fall in love with a complete stranger,
but how even more strange it is the moment you feel,
as if you've known them your entire life
- Mason Fowler -
This was Kyoya to her.
