A man stood at an empty boarding gate of an airport with no one in sight. Waiting for someone.
This man had sanpaku eyes. His hair was cut short in an unsightly kind of way. He waits and waits, pacing back and forth, but the person he was waiting for was not there.
"Come on, you said you'll meet me after graduation." He grumbled.
The sky outside was dark and stormy. It was sunset, and the flight that he was supposed to take had already flown off. He missed it, but he still did not left the airport.
If only he could grow wings, he would just fly away from here.
They had promised to run away from China and travel far, far away. Him and this person that looked just like your average Chinese person.
This person had nothing significant on their face. They had an easily forgettable face, with slanted eyes, and pale white skin.
But Tu Xingjiu did not care about all that.
