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metamorphosis2012-12-12 09:20 pm
flair) wrote in metamorphosis2012-12-12 09:20 pm
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Title: coffeeshop
Characters: P4 Protag, Tohru Adachi
Rating: G
You first spot him at a café in Okina City. There’s nothing extraordinary about him, but something catches your eye in the way he hunches over his dark coffee and watches people pass by. He offers smiles to pretty women and, when he thinks no one’s watching him, grimaces at their backs. You wonder if he’s alone by choice, or if he was stood up.
Your answer comes sooner than expected. He stands up, not having touched his coffee, and heads off in your direction. He shoves your shoulder, then pauses to raise his eyes - and his eyebrows - at you. You assume he’s looking at your hair; a lot of people do. He gives a little grin when he notices you staring back at him, thoroughly unperturbed, and steps back.
“That hair natural?”
The buzz of the city streets don’t even drown out the words. You shake your head and explain it’s a dye job gone wrong. Before you moved here, your friends thought it’d be fun to try and dye your hair and, well… This was the result.
That gets a laugh out of him and you smile. He looks at the watch on his wrist, winces, and holds out his hand.
“I’m pretty sure we won’t see each other again, but just in case we do I don’t want you calling me ‘café guy’ or anything. The name’s Adachi. Tohru Adachi.”
He says it in a way that suggests he’s trying to be smooth. You stifle a grin and shake his hand, introducing yourself back. He nods, withdrawing from the handshake and rubbing his chin.
“Souji huh… Yeah, you look like one. What’re the characters for that? Ah, never mind, a kid like you wouldn’t be interested. Hell, I’m barely interested… Anyway, maybe I’ll see you around again.”
You nod and bid him farewell. He shrugs in response and heads off towards the station. You briefly wonder what train he’s taking, then head to the café like you had planned to do in the first place. His coffee’s still sitting on the table, and you take an experimental sip.
It’s bitter, so you throw it away and order something sweeter.
Characters: P4 Protag, Tohru Adachi
Rating: G
You first spot him at a café in Okina City. There’s nothing extraordinary about him, but something catches your eye in the way he hunches over his dark coffee and watches people pass by. He offers smiles to pretty women and, when he thinks no one’s watching him, grimaces at their backs. You wonder if he’s alone by choice, or if he was stood up.
Your answer comes sooner than expected. He stands up, not having touched his coffee, and heads off in your direction. He shoves your shoulder, then pauses to raise his eyes - and his eyebrows - at you. You assume he’s looking at your hair; a lot of people do. He gives a little grin when he notices you staring back at him, thoroughly unperturbed, and steps back.
“That hair natural?”
The buzz of the city streets don’t even drown out the words. You shake your head and explain it’s a dye job gone wrong. Before you moved here, your friends thought it’d be fun to try and dye your hair and, well… This was the result.
That gets a laugh out of him and you smile. He looks at the watch on his wrist, winces, and holds out his hand.
“I’m pretty sure we won’t see each other again, but just in case we do I don’t want you calling me ‘café guy’ or anything. The name’s Adachi. Tohru Adachi.”
He says it in a way that suggests he’s trying to be smooth. You stifle a grin and shake his hand, introducing yourself back. He nods, withdrawing from the handshake and rubbing his chin.
“Souji huh… Yeah, you look like one. What’re the characters for that? Ah, never mind, a kid like you wouldn’t be interested. Hell, I’m barely interested… Anyway, maybe I’ll see you around again.”
You nod and bid him farewell. He shrugs in response and heads off towards the station. You briefly wonder what train he’s taking, then head to the café like you had planned to do in the first place. His coffee’s still sitting on the table, and you take an experimental sip.
It’s bitter, so you throw it away and order something sweeter.