Lumière

Trois

"Donato." He said and offered his hand for a handshake. "Kirsten." She said and took his hand and shook it. "Nice handshake, firm." He remarked. "Thank you." She replied with a smile on her lips.

If he could describe her as a color, he definitely thinks she really suits to be yellow. And yes, it is because of her smile. It was so radiant that it might make you squint because of its brightness, but that was a great thing.

"So where are you heading to?" He asked as they broke from the handshake. "I'm off to Bicol." She said and gave out a sigh, and just like that she looked so gloomy once more. "Why? Is there something wrong?" He asked, he knows it might be too personal but somehow he just can't help himself.

"Because home is where I feel normal. Home is where I feel happy and at peace." She said her eyes drawn back to the scenery unfolding outside the window.

"But somehow home doesn't seem a nice place to settle in today." She remarked and looked back at him, this time she has a smile on her lips.

"Well, you can go with me." He offered, "How could I be sure you aren't a bad guy?" She asked her eyebrows furrowed.

"Oh. Well, I got lots of IDs in here that will prove my identity?" He said not really sure of what he is saying himself. And that, only made her laugh. He looked at her, amazed that by how she looks more radiant with her laugh.

It was loud, it was careless.
It also describes what he wants to be.