The soft white flakes landed gently on Sora's cheeks as he headed down the sidewalk to the old cafe in town. He always went there in the mornings for a nice cup of hot cocoa, especially when it was this cold out.
The cold winds attacked his cheeks, making them turn into a bright pink. Slowly, he lifted his scarf to his nose and hid his face into it. Oh, how he hated terribly cold days such as this one, it always seemed sad or depressing. Not Sora, the area around him. True, winter time can be beautiful, but not when the air is frightful.
After the long battle of fighting the cold,he finally pushed the door open to the cafe and entered. Right away, the heat and the fresh scent of coffee went towards him, as if it was expecting him. Often, he would imagine as if the cafe would talk to him. "Welcome back, Sora," he would imagine, "You seem cold, here's some warmth!" Or, "Thirsty, Sora? Here's what we're serving today!" If he didn't know any better, he would know he was crazy.
As usual, he walked to the front desk and placed his order: medium hot chocolate with extra whipped cream on top.
Perfect.
Nothing could ruin his day- actually, nothing could ever ruin his day. Sora was always on the happy side of things, not worrying, not sad, nothing. He always had his huge smile. In fact, if there was a contest for the happiest person in the world, Sora would win first place on the spot.
Sora made his way to his favorite spot in the cafe, a small corner by the window to look outside. A great view. He always sat there, no matter what. He liked to stare outside at the flowers, the trees, and everything else interesting in the area. But this time, it was Winter. And there wasn't much to see during winter except the fluffy, white piles of angel poop on the ground (Sora's explanation of snow). Although, it wasn't too bad to look at. Sometimes, if the sun was out, the snow would sparkle and glitter everywhere. It would remind Sora of Tinkerbell, him being quite the lover of Disney.
He sat down and started to drink the chocolate goodness, smiling as he looked out the window. He spotted a few people he knew from when he saw them multiple times in the cafe. Many of them were children or teens. He met his best friend, Kairi, at the cafe. She was absolutely cute! Her ocean blue eyes, much like his own, her gorgeous, smooth, auburn hair that make her skin 'pop'. Sora couldn't help but... Like her. Not as a friend. Like-like her. She was his crush. His Kairi. But, he didn't have the guts to tell her how he felt. He was scared she'd laugh.
His eyes continued to glance outside as he waited for Kairi to pop up. He called her earlier to meet him at the cafe for a cp of coffee. This time, there was no backing out! He was going to tell Kairi how he truly felt!
...Now if only she would show up.