❝ his promise ❞ | daichi sawamura

moment

it was a bright sunny morning and damn i don't want to go to work! ugh!!

that was me complaining but i still have to go work to feed myself and for the society to keep going.

i showered and got dressed up. i don't have a car, that's why i walk every morning and night-if i have to do night shifts at the office.

it's nice tho! every morning i feed the ducks near my place. they're just so cute! and i think they got used to my presence. the first time i gave them bread they all started quacking at me for some reason.

and that's it! that's my life! i've always lived like this ever since i was young and living with my guardians.

my parents died a long time ago. i didn't even get to see them once, and i was supposed to live with my mother's sister. at first, i was grateful that they wanted to keep me. but then when i reached the age of 18, they-

Oh crap!! I'm late! This wasn't supposed to happen!

I bid my farewell to the ducks and ran so fast for the sake of my precious life!!! you got this y/n!!!

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"you can go now you know..." i looked at my friend who's looking at her computer while saying those words to me.

"i know i know! it's just so lonely at my place." i said. even though my eyes are now wide open to keep me awake. im doing a lot of work for my friend since she was working her ass off everyday and always going home real late.

as soon as i finished the paper works, i told my friend that i couldn't take it anymore and i need a goooooood long sleeeeep! everyday is a tiring day!! T_T

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i walked and walked until my feet hurt. these heels are killing me! i took them off and sat on a bench near an empty park.

it sure is nice to see the park empty. just look at those leaves dancing peacefully with the wind! aaahh! i love this.

and yes, i don't take cabs. im saving my money of course! i don't want to die starving!

i closed my eyes to feel the night breeze softly touch my skin.

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i was woken up by the sound of someone playing an instrument.
i quickly opened my eyes to see who it was.

there i saw a guy sitting at the end of the bench. he was far from me and i can only see his back while he's playing the instrument.

9:00 PM

what's he doing here at the park this late at night? more like what are we doing here at the park in the middle of the night?

he was making a tune that i knew was called japanese denim. i love that song! it makes me calm and feel loved.

maybe i'll stay here for a moment.

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