After a long wait,
Sunday came.
He wore the best clothes he had,
and for the first time in a while,
got rid of his unkempt hairstyle
and styled his hair neatly.
For some reason, Nao felt as anxious
as a falling leaf on the way to the ground
as he approached Hana's house.
Tap, tap, tap.
Every step he made made his heart beat faster.
After all, he wasn't the type of person to just casually invite someone.
A person that he has feelings for, no less.
The morning sun helped him get back on his feet.
Somehow, everything felt a bit...
vivid and colorful.
As he made it towards the front yard of her home,
he could see that it was indeed the same house
where Hana took her first steps to her dream.
The pristine white walls.
The shiny reflection of the windows.
The freshly-mowed lawn.
No matter how many times he went,
it always calmed him.
This time, however,
there was a heavily familiar feeling in his chest
as he saw her silhouette slowly emerge.
"...Beautiful."
He felt as though he had seen
flowers fully bloom for the first time.
YOU ARE READING
A Tale of Two Feathers
General FictionMichiki Nao was a regular student in the local high school. He didn't deviate from trends, he always followed rules, and he was always home before dark. In fact, there was nothing special about him, except for his love of nature. That was, until he...
