ᴏᴘᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ғᴏʀ ᴍᴇ

𝐀𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝

Thank you for loving me endlessly
And giving me the best joy

Eight years later,

To - My adoration

"The spring season is approaching soon , reminding me of the first time I met you , my love . I wish we could reverse this time and I could tell you , how we met . Sadly you only remember mafia meeting , not the High School Days .

I still remember , how I used to be late , at school , a lazy lad like me , who was so innocent and broken that I did not care about the world , I lost feelings and I did not have any effect of any situation. My life was aimless .
It was 24th March of that year when I was late or probably as per my schedule when I bumped into you . I was going to go when I heard sorry from your side . Never in my life I heard this word , I just nodded and went off even without taking a glance at you  , who was staring at me . Time passed and I was strolling along the road , when my stomach growled and I decide to halt by a nearby cafe . I really liked their ajhussi . His family was so sweet that I sometimes would envy him . He always pampered me .

That day I went early when I heard calling his daughter which turned out to be you ..I quickly slipped away , to give a father-daughter time . I knew him because even though my father was in mafia , he always treated him good .

I caught a glimpse of your smiling and thought of always protecting it , I smiledd to myself threw my coffee cup and made my way out . Things were probably going smoothly , until one day , I saw the cafe was being destroyed and uncle lying livelessly on the floor . Even after constant warning , I pushed through the crowd and went to him , he only told me ,

"Take care of my daughter , son . "

I became more cold- hearted after you left the city . When I came to know about the people who killed uncle , were mafias . I decided to become one to destroy them and in that I became so cruel that I did not see your love , love . I miss you so much , I want to hug you, kiss you , apologize to you , but I cannot do any , this is what frustrates me . If you hate me , I deserve it , if you love , than I am the luckiest mafia , world had ever got . "

Yours lovingly,
Your admirer .

With that the latter posted the letter in the post , hoping again he would get any reply. He wore an apron , probably a barrista , his blonde hair was shining in the sun , his sleeves were folded and a bright smile , which can melt anyone , a cheerful guy , and headed back to his cafe while singing a tune of his favourite song - My Love .
With his hands in his pocket , he went and met many cherry blossoms in his way , he stood and admired it for a minute , then soon took the photograph and sent to his admiration , in hope she could see it someday and may find his true love .

He jogged back to his cafe , to help his co - workers. His cafe was "Hera's cafe." He knew she always wanted her own cafe and here he was , accomplished her dream into reality .

He helped everyone , and departed his co- workers and closed the shop , while singing his favourite tune when a small girl approached him , and called him ,

"Appa!"

Before he could react , the girl held his leg tightly and he could hear weeping sound , he seperated her tender little hands from him and crouch down to reach her level . She wiped her tears , and asked ,

"Little girl , are you lost ?"

The girl shook her head , startling him . The girl was big enough to not mistaken him as her father then it striked him .