It's a busy day in Tokyo. There are lots of teens out shopping, and mothers buying food. A small girl with long black hair darts through the crowd. She is laughing and not paying much attention to where she is going when she runs straight into a boy, knocking both of them over.
The girl nervously giggles. "I'm so sorry! I should of paid more attention to where I was walking!" she stands up and offers her hand to the boy she knocked down. He had blonde hair with a red hat over it and blue eyes. He was probably twelve, but it was hard to tell. He had a neutral expression on his face as he stared at the girl's hand.
She tilts her head to the side and lowers her hand. The boy seemed to have no intention of getting up.
"Are you ever going to get up?" the girl asked.
He stared back.
The girl waited for an answer that never came.
"Well," asked the girl. "Can you talk?"
The boy stared and said in a British accent "yes."
The girl smiled. "Well that's good! I'm Hana. What about you?"
"July."
Hana laughed. "That's not a name! What's your real name?"
July didn't reply.
Hana sighed. "You don't say much do you?"
No reply.
"Well, nice meeting you July." She said after a moment. "See you around. Oh, and sorry for running into you."
July put his fingers on the corners of his mouth and pulled up, making it look like he was smiling even though his eyes where lifeless.
Hana laughed and trotted off. July finally stood up and started walking in the opposite direction. He soon walked over to a shop's glass window and put his fingers on it, sending out his specter trying to find someone. He stood there for a moment before walking off.