I Still Love You, Arako Tsuki

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A gentle breeze blew pale-pink cherry blossoms into her raven black hair, the rose hue contrasting deeply against the dark palette that is her hair. Her red plaid scarf was the only source of colour she was wearing, offsetting the black and white school uniform she had also donned. Her pale hands clasped a leather book-bag, which had a cute design of a cat napping on an orange basketball in the middle.

Her eyes, as blue as the ocean, surveyed the path in front of her that was scattered with the pink petals with a look of delight, like a child witnessing the gentle fall of snow for the very first time. A faint laugh gurgled from her lips. 

She was just an innocent school-girl, still new to the world, like a budding rose about to emerge. 

The beautiful girl, Arako Tsuki, was lost in her own world, when she bumped into the figure of a tall man with bandaged fingers. 

"Gomenasai, I did not see you." her melodious voice rippled through the air of early Spring, flowing into the green haired man's ears. He allowed a faint blush to creep onto his usually stoic, cold face. She moved out of the way to continue onto her own path, and he felt a tug inside him, an urge to follow her, to stare into her alluring azure eyes forever and ever. He pushed the thought to the back of his mind and continued onto his own path.