Hiro strolled close to the beach, the air chilly, and blustering harshly. Hiro continued his stroll, his hands in neither side of his sweater, the hoodie up, the wind flutter the bangs of his hair against his forehead.
He halts his steps, his head turning to a view faraway, his looks expressionless.
The waves carried the water to the sand, leaving a wet imprint.
"Hiro?" A voice came behind him.
Hiro didn't turn, his blind eyes still fixed at a far distance.
Yuki was behind him, the wind carrying her long brown hair, weightlessly.
"I saw you leave your room" she began.
"Still can't sleep?"
Hiro turned his gaze away from the view, his head bending to face the ground.
"Whenever I close my eyes, all I see is a constant reminder" he intoned.
"You still see those eyes, don't you," she said for certain.
