数学

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A soft yawn escaped the male as he shifted to water some of the flowers that lingered inside of the shop. Most of them were still fresh, so that was a bonus. However it was getting near closing time and he was rather exhausted from studying most of the day. He was quick to perk up despite that when he heard the chime of the door open, flashing a smile to the male who entered and giving a wave of the hand.

     “Evening! How can I help you today?”

Shun was eating dinner when he was struck by one of his many impulsive ideas. He hadn’t visited his grandmother in a long time, and even though it was late, in a few minutes he was out the door and walking down the street, looking for something to buy for the old lady. Most of the shops were already closed; it was by pure chance he stumbled upon a small flower shop that was still open. He walked through the door, greeted by a little bell and a smile. 

And all of a sudden, Shun was distracted. The young shopkeeper had very gentle, almost sleepy eyes; his mild gaze had an innocent allure, and Shun felt it imprudent not to smile back. 

A hand pulled him in and soon he found himself– arms linked– alongside a stranger. This was the kind of intimacy that he enjoyed, it was the kind of closeness that was always missing when you travelled alone.

“My name is Klaus,” He was slightly bemused by the sound of his name in Japanese, “I’m from Australia.”

Almost on a whim he had decided spend his final year of university in a foreign country. Then with a throw of a dart at a spinning globe, he had decided on Japan. A lovely country, a lovely language and now perhaps there were even more lovely things in Japan that he had expected.

“That’s why my Japanese is so bad!” He turned to look at the stranger, they were around the same height, Klaus was a little shorter, “So. Does this cute face have a name?” 

Shun liked the fact that Klaus didn’t pull away from him. Now that he thought about it, he had denied himself the pleasure of getting physically close to people throughout the rigorous academic year. He missed it.

      ❝ Australia? Wow, you’re a long way from home.          If I’d had the money I’d love to visit you there,          but sadly that probably won’t happen. ❞ 

He laughed at Klaus’ exclamation, shaking his head. ❝ Your Japanese is fine, in fact I’m rather impressed.     I’m Shun, pleasure to meet you. ❞ 

Shun had only asked him to dance as a joke, a throwaway pick up line. So when the boy actually put his hands on his waist and started turning him slowly on the spot, Shun couldn’t help feeling pleasantly surprised. It had been a a while since he was this close to someone, and the stranger had a firm yet gentle touch. 

Shun was a sucker for compliments. He brushed a strand of hair behind his ear, smiling at the stranger.

|| 茜 || :: It felt like she was thrown back into the day that they first met, which wasn’t a bad thing at all. Reliving past memories and meeting people whom she had met before brought nostalgia to her, reminding her that maybe, if she wished hard enough, she would be able to meet those she had encountered before as well. And now, looking at him trying to climb up the tree had her smile softer. He sure had quite determination on him, didn’t he?

            “Let me know if you need a hand.” Like, literally, a hand. She would really reach down to pull him up with her hands though he didn’t know that she didn’t exactly climb up. The advantage of having wings, secretly, of course. “You really do remember !! Quite a memory on you as well. And hey- I need to get your attention somehow.” Having someone remember you was a pleasant feeling, wasn’t it?

Shifting a little, she already made some space for him to sit on the branch once he got up, then tilting her head a bit. “How have you been? It’s been a full year, isn’t it? I haven’t seen you around here at all !! What have you been doing?”

❝Nope, it’s all good, I’m nearly there!❞ 

          His determination could only be matched by his refusal to accept help, a trait that he was incredibly proud of and that others found puzzling, even rude. He did get some dirt under his fingernails and scratches on his arms, but at last he managed to plonk himself in the space Akane kindly made for him. Slightly out of breath, he turned to her and returned the smile. 

           ❝Same old, same old, just burying my head under books. Don’t be surprised you didn’t see me, I tend to disappear once term starts.❞ His work ethic was also something immensely important to him, one of the reasons his friends never really lasted.