Our Story
By Urooj
I entered the first year office of my engineering building.
"Good morning, how may I help you?"
She gave me a bright smile.
The first thing I noticed were her eyes. They weren't usual. No, they were crimson.
"Would you be able to how long the mechanical building would be open until?"
Actually, that would be a lie.
I have always noticed them whenever I pass by the office.
"Of course! Let me see what I can do."
She smiles and starts typing away on her computer.
She always appeared timid when I talked to her in person. Twice, once on the phone and once face to face. What intrigues me is the want to get to know her and discover who she really is.
"Uh, I can't seem to find it..."
She continues to type more, searching, but I can see frustration seep onto her flawless face.
She turns to me, and hands me a paper. "If you can write down your name and your student ID number I will be able to e-mail you the information." And yet she still smiles.
"Sure" I reply nonchalantly, trying to play it cool and hoping to god that my emerald eyes do not give out what I'm feeling right now.
Because I can't understand it either.
Writing down my student number and name, I give her back the piece of paper, and she looks at it.
"Thanks a lot." I start to turn around so I could head out, trying to figure out why I feel nervous for some reason. As I do, I see her read the paper.
"Natsuki..." She whispers.
I stop midway. The way she said my name...
...it is like a gentle caress through the air.
I can feel it's softness.
No one has ever said my name so beautifully.
My heart starts to beat faster for some odd reason. I fully turn around and give her a fleeting glance, before walking away.
Our story has just started.