The air was crisp and biting.
The cold air wrapped itself around Izumi.
She hadn't wished to be caught in such, but unfortunately it happened.
Her mouth shook along with her body.
Sigh
She glanced at her gloved hands.
A glare soon came.
She had no one else but to blame, really.
With her situation at the moment, she wished she had listened to her mother's ramblings about extra coverage.
"It's too cold, maybe I should go back and leave it for tomorrow."
The thought had revived a serious nod of agreement.
A smile made its way on her face.
She paused in her steps.
She didn't know whether to actually turn back or not.
Izumi sighed and continued walking forward.
A slight pout made its way known on her face.
Another sigh came out from her.
She glanced up to the sky.
The stars were fading a bit slightly.
It was done in hopes of bringing the sun out.
Izumi smiled softly.
"Atleast it's beautiful out." She muttered out softly.
She looked ahead of her once again.
"Ok positive thoughts."
Izumi thought
"It will go away after I start anyways."
She continued with her thoughts as she walked.
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"It's left how I left it."
Izumi pouted slightly.
She didn't know whether to be happy about that or not.
After all, she should be glad that no one placed anymore trash there.
But then again that also means no one even bothered to help clean it.
Izumi shook her head to shake off her thoughts.
The beach was a beautiful beach at a time.
It was such before it was covered up with trash of ongoing drivers.
Izumi steered her sight from the messy beach and looked in front of her.
She was glad that she had made it to her destination with no problems.
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Heart-Strings
Short StoryMet one morning, both with two different but similar reasons. Authors note(s): - I'm not good at books, as English isn't my first language. This does not mean it's going to be good. It's going to badly written. - I don't pay much attention to stor...
