2 - A chocolate, please

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As soon as the pictorial lesson on landscapes ended, Oikawa took his things and left without saying a word. Aya, somewhat intrigued by the boy's behavior, followed him. She still wanted to ask him something before she finally disappeared from his sight.

"Will you stop following me?" the boy said, indifferent but slightly irritated.

"What did you mean by 'the stars are in the mood today'?" she said.

She was really curious, she wanted to know the meaning of that phrase that she had never heard before.

Oikawa stopped, staring at her perplexed, with his hands in his pockets. He looked at her from head to toe, and then turned his gaze to the sky: beautiful and soft white clouds decorated that vast blue cornflower sea. He seemed to have gotten lost by looking at it, but then he said: "It is the stars that write our destiny"

Aya, uncertain, stared at him carefully. She didn't believe in fate. No more, at least. She had abandoned the idea that everything had already been written, that certain things happened simply because they had to happen. It wasn't like this. Everyone was the architect of their own destiny, and that was what had been guiding Aya for many years now.

"The stars don't write anything at all, they just light up the sky," she said, while the boy looked at her in surprise.


A few days passed, and Aya continued to attend classes regularly. The professors were increasingly pleased with her progress, but she still didn't appreciate much the pictorial lessons on landscapes. Aya didn't have the patience to be there to paint branch by branch, leaf by leaf, petal by petal. She simply didn't like drawing nature.

She was also very careful not to sit next to her wacky neighbor. Every morning, punctually at half past seven in the morning, they both met in front of the elevator on their floor unwittingly. Neither of them uttered a word, exchanging long silences, broken only by the sound of the elevator doors opening.

Aya had made acquaintance with a girl named Miki, who attended most of her own courses. Miki was a girl slightly shorter than her, with short blond hair. She was specializing in abstract painting and studying murals and graffiti. From the outside it could seem that Aya was the opposite of Miki, but in reality the two shared many things: the love for art in general, for the same music and also both loved to attend a bar in particular, behind the street corner in front of the university.

One day, at the end of the lessons, the girls were going, as usual, to their usual place to have a drink.

"Aya, I heard that a coffee not far from here makes excellent crepes! And then I would also like to try their cappuccino, "said Miki excitedly, while smiling.

"Do you feel like going there?"

"Okay," said Aya, smiling back, as she was intent on reading a message.

The text dictated:

"Aya, how are you? I know you've started the courses, and I'm sorry to disturb you in the least opportune moments. Would you mind coming to visit Kaito? I know it's painful, but I can say he misses you even if he never expresses it. I'll wait for you"

The girl's brow furrowed for a moment, then smoothed out, leaving room for a melancholy expression.

"Everything good?" asked her friend, worried.

"Hmm? Yes, it's nothing "

Four years had passed now. Aya hadn't had the strength to see Kaito again. Not after what he said after the accident.

"Who are you?"

Two simple words.

"Have we met before?"

Kaito and Aya were returning from a date that day. Yes, they were dating. Theirs was a love of those who blossomed in high school: fresh, overwhelming, yet ephemeral. All that love... thrown away by an accident. Accidents are known to be random, unwanted, dictated by fate.

Kaito had been run over by a car driven by an apparently drunk man. He had been run over just when Aya was calling him. Yes, she called him because she realized she was still wearing his soft scarf. She wanted to give it back to him, and say goodbye again, to make an appointment the next day. Kaito had turned around, for a moment that was fatal to say the least. Two lights, screams of terror and then silence.

The boy had been operated on urgently, and he had regained consciousness after three days. When he awoke, he didn't even remember his name.

Nakayama Kaito. That was what the doctors told him to call himself.

"And who is she?" he asked, pointing to Aya looking worried, leaning against the wall.

"It is your friend, Sasaki Aya, do you remember her?" said the doctor.

Kaito shook his head, his puzzled gaze fixed on her. He had forgotten her.

Aya was brought to reality by Miki, when she realized that they had arrived at the cafe of which, probably, she had talked to her all the way. They entered, and took their seats by the window.

"How many good things! I don't know what to choose! " Miki exclaimed happily, snatching a smile from her friend.

"You would be able to spend all your money on sweets," Aya observed as she looked at the menu.

"Hajime also tells me often," said Miki, attracting the attention of the other.

"Who is Hajime?"

Miki looked at her for a moment in surprise, then smiled.

"How did I not tell you?! Hajime is my boyfriend"

Aya stared at her with an almost shocked expression, and then smiled at her.

"What kind is he?"

Miki's eyes lit up at that question. As soon as she started to answer, someone interrupted them.

"The stars are really giving us in"

The two girls looked up at the waiter who had interrupted their speech, finding themselves in front of none other than Oikawa Tooru.

"Could I take your orders?"

"Y-you?!" Aya exclaimed, her eyes wide.

The boy looked up at the sky, puffing, and then waited for the orders of the two customers.

"For me a chocolate crepe and a cappuccino," said Miki, who laughed at the sight of Oikawa.

He whispered to her something, which Aya interpreted as: "Don't laugh, Miki-chan"

Something told her that her friend already knew Oikawa, and this caught her attention. When she realized that the boy was still standing in front of her, while staring at her with an irritated look, she said: "A chocolate, please"

Tooru marked everything on a pad, then disappeared from their sight.

"You know him?!" Aya exclaimed once he was gone.

"Well, of course. He goes to our own university..." Miki replied, while writing messages on the phone.

"I don't mean that"

Miki looked away from her cell phone to look her friend in the eye.

"Oikawa...is Hajime's best friend"

"What?!" Aya exclaimed, attracting the attention of other customers who looked at her suspiciously.

Tooru returned with the things they had ordered, handing the crepe and cappuccino to Miki and the chocolate to Aya. The boy looked at the latter with an indifferent, but curious look, and then left, returning to serve other customers.

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