"You are the kindest person I have ever met, and I can't help but fall in love with you, Yuki. Will you be my girlfriend, Yuki Sora?" he asked.
We were in a park when he asked the question, the spring air softly blowing around us, rustling the leaves from nearby trees.
I looked into his kind eyes, and I said, "I can't be your girlfriend, Matt," I said, apologetically.
"But why? Are you in a relationship now?" He asked, "Do I not fit your standards?"
"No, no. Not that. In fact, I like you, Matt. I like you a lot, and I know I am lucky to be proposed by you like this. But I have someone, someone in my heart that I have been waiting for," I told him, blushing from the sweet memory of Jiro. It's been five years.
Today, on my 35th year birthday, he will be coming home from Paris.
His masters has already been completed, and his debut exhibit before the international scene is done with.
