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Chapter 1: Day 1

It had been a long day at school, and as the final bell rang, Shiraishi Mako stepped out onto the cool stone steps of her high school. The sun was shining and the birds were chirping. She smiled contently, allowing the wind to blow at her face. She was out early, and she needed a breather. After all, what kind of teachers gave their students projects and quizzes on the first week back?

She thought of the nearby park, and about the bench underneath the shade of the large tree. She nodded inwardly and set off briskly towards the park.

Clutching a sketchbook to his body, Shiba Takeru walked along the sidewalk and located his favourite bench at the park. He didn't know what made the bench so inviting to him, but he did notice that he drew some of his best work on it. Brushing aside some dirt, he sat down on the left side of the bench, and placed his earphones in his ears.

Pulling out a pencil from his case, he began to sketch out a silhouette of a person…

Mako walked around the fence and entered the park. She walked purposefully towards the bench only to notice that someone else had taken it. Her face drooped in slight disappointment, but then she noticed that the person had only taken the left half of the bench. Perhaps he was waiting for someone? Perhaps not, but Mako decided that she would wait and see for ten minutes.

Takeru looked up, having finished drawing out the silhouette. Now all he needed was someone to draw. Looking around the park, he noticed a lot of smiling children, but he didn't really have any interest in drawing them. Nor did the trees inspire him anymore. He looked around some more and noticed a girl sitting a few meters away.

Perfect, he thought. She's just what I need.

Busying himself, he set to work, acting inconspicuously as to not frighten her.

He's not waiting for anyone, Mako thought. She was "reading" a book, while looking at the guy sitting there. She saw him bobbing his head back and forth, clearly enjoying his music. She had noticed that he was drawing something, and sometimes, a crease of disapproval would cross his mind, and he would erase furiously.

And she had noticed that he was CUTE.

Picking up her bags, she began the short journey to the right side of the bench.

Takeru noticed that a shadow was approaching him over the top of his sketchbook, and looked up. To his surprise, he saw that his informal model was now walking towards him.

Or is it the bench, he thought wryly.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw that the girl sat down and pulled out the same book to read.

Mako tried to focus her mind on the page, but the words weren't making any sense to her at all! Absentmindedly, she flipped a few pages, glancing over at the guy every now and then. Then she screwed up her courage to ask him a question.

"Nice day today, huh?"

Mako waited three seconds, before concluding that he never heard her ask. She turned back dejectedly to her book for five seconds before asking another question,

"Can I borrow your pencil?"

Finally, a response. The guy looked up, and questioned with a shrug.

"Oh, your pencil," Mako clarified with a small hand motion.

Takeru handed his pencil over to her, and watched her scribble down something in her book.

After a few seconds, she handed it back to him, "I appreciate it," she said with a smile on her face.

Awkwardly, Takeru smiled back.

So they sat there in a comfortable silence, until evening came and she left. Takeru watched her leave and glanced down at the picture he had drawn.

It wasn't perfect, but you could see the outline of the girl sitting cross-legged on a bench. Satisfied with the day's work, Takeru packed up his stuff and headed back home.

Well, first things first, in case you're wondering when the next chapter will be out, it'll be the day after tomorrow :P I have all the chapters done. I hope you enjoyed this first chapter and look forward to the next!

Special thanks to Pearl and Lisa as always and to my English teacher, who helped out with some of the editing as well LOL