✞︎𝕬𝖋𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝖄𝖔𝖚 || 𝐒. 𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐨

✔︎𝕰𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙𝖍

To

The jet haired guy took the plastic that is hanging on his bike handlebar after he parked his bike. He immediately runs down the stair heading to the beach.

He bought some snacks in the convenience store, it's already late for her to call him at this time. But it doesn't matter, he's been waiting for her to call or even text him.

As soon as he stepped on the sand, the cold breeze of wind fly his hair with it. It's good that he didn't forget to wear a jacket before he came all the way here.

His black orbs look around, there are no people other than him here...But eyes stopped to the person who's standing while her dress is getting blown by the wind.

Her (H/C) colored hair instantly took his attention. Shinichiro started to walk in her path, sands feels soft as he step on them.

The feelings when he's on the beach alone with her always feel like something new to him. It feels so lonely but it feels comfortable as well, the feeling of wanting to let out your feelings in here.

With only you and the beach hears all of what you're going through in the thing we called life.

"You arrived," She turned to him, (E/C) orbs met his dark ones.

She tucked her hair strands behind her ear, that blocking her sight from him. The black haired guy stopped, a meter away from the lady who's been here for hours now.

"Of course, Stupid." A grin crept on his lips, he thought that she'll be with Wakasa today.

The lady frowned at him before she inhaled and walked to him, sitting down on the sand. Making him sit down beside her as well, as he opens the plastic he's bringing along.

"I bought snacks on my way here," He muttered, putting all them out of the plastic.

"Did you eat already?" He turned his head at his side when she still not answering.

Only to see her, looking at the sea. She seems like in her deep thoughts. He thought though he's right.

She's here to think all about those things that stir up her thoughts. She can't do anything unless she'll finally know what to do about them.

That's why she called that person she's with from the beginning, the person who's sitting beside her now, Sano Shinichiro.

"What is it?" Her lips parted, snapping out from her thoughts because of his deep voice that entered her ears to her mind.

She turned to him, pressed her lips together before she hug her knees, and exhaled.

"I miss my brother," She mumbled, looked away from here, and look back to the sea.

"You'll be going to see him every Sunday, right?" He tilted his head, eyes were on her as if he doesn't want her to get out from his sight.

"Hmmm," She hummed, "But it's still different when I'm waiting for him every day at home."

"Our baby missing her baby," Shinichiro chuckled softly, thinking that this is how she expresses her emotion when she's missing someone.

"Wha-Why!?" The black haired asked innocently and cluelessly when he received a smack on his head from her.

"I'm not playing around, Sano." She frowned and furrowed her brows, "Even so I want to be with him, I can't always hide my bruises from him."

"Did your father hit you again?" His voice quickly changed into serious same as his expression.