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First Meet
Jack's eyes rounded. He didn't recall anyone from Flower Bud Village beside his grandpa, however, his grandfather had died from old age. He had come to his grandpa's farm ever since he is in primary school, however, he stopped to come after he enrolled in a junior high school that made him forgot his old friends. When he was a kid he played with some children there. Lived in town for a long time made him forgot their names. Back then, he was called "the farmer grandson" and didn't introduce himself properly. Stupid, indeed.
"You came all this way just to take care of your grandpa's farm?" said a brunette with blonde bangs who walked toward him. She brought a juice and placed it on the table. Jack looked at her emerald eyes.
Such a good-looking girl.
He was drowned into a pair of emerald eyes and back to his consciousness after she flicked her fingers. She was working on her uncle bar just like Kai had said when he visited the vineyard to introduce himself. By then he arrived at the vineyard, he saw Karen was fighting with her dad and then rushed leaving the vineyard. In fact, she hit his shoulder when she walked away and likely didn't realize his presence at all. No wonder she had not known the new farmer.
Jack nodded silently, felt something had gotten inside his head. A memory of his childhood. He saw his old-self stood beside his grandpa and stared at the girl who just arrived from the beach.
He nodded. "Yeah, I'm Jack," he said then curved a genuine smile on his lips.
The brunette paused a bit with rounded eyes. "Oh," she mumbled. "I'm Karen."
"Nice to meet you," he replied but she was acting high, turned away and walked away, even didn't reply his greet.
Cold, he claimed. It's such a shame she is cold. He shook his head trying to get rid of his bad thought. Stop it, Jack, stop thinking about her. Just drink the juice and go back to the farm.
The juice was sweet, it had a unique flavour. It was not like juices he ever drank in his hometown. The sweetness, sour and also the nice scene mixed all well together. He licked his upper mouth didn't want to leave any drop of it. After finishing his juice, he rose and headed to the bartender then paid the juice. "Thanks for the drink," he said and walked to the doorway.
"Have a nice night."
Jack laughed awkwardly and glanced at Karen but she turned away.
Rude.
"Oh," Karen looked at him, "welcome to Flowerbud Village," she said then smiled.
He didn't know why his heart skipped a beat. The butterfly came and flew in his stomach.
To be continued
