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A warm breeze pasted by as I shield myself from the sunlight. The wind rustled through the tall sunflower field. Most of them were in full bloom, some drooped its head as it was too heavy to carry but it did its best to follow the sun. The field was bursting with overgrown sunflowers but yet one was missing. A odd shaped cloud crept by as I kept staring at the sky. If this is paradise, then why do I feel unhappy? An unexpected ache ran through my chest. I clenched my coat as I sat up, hoping it would pass.
"Ivan..." someone whispered.
I turned around to find that whisper but only to find a crow flying away.
"Ivan."
I recognized that voice anywhere. It was from the same one who found me when I was lost. The same one whom I adored since childhood and grew up next to. The same one who stood with me during harsh and good times. The same one who brought warmth into my heart. The one whom I-
"IVAN BRAGINSKI. STOP DAYDREAMING, ARU. WE'RE GOING TO BE LATE TO THE MEETING AGAIN! COME ON IVAN, WALK FASTER!" Yao tugged on my coat as we hurried down the hallway.
Love.
Yao quickly turned around faced me raising an eyebrow, "Excuse me?"
"Lovely weather, da?"
"Ah yes, well it's almost always nice outside in Mexico. Especially in Cancún. Knowing you love warm weather, I wouldn't be surprised you'd want to visit here often." Yao brought over his hand to his chin in deep thought.
His thinking face just fascinates me, it gave me relief of the thought of having to deal with the loud irritating American idiot in a few minutes. This was better than actually going to the meeting in the first place...
"Aiyah! We can't wast time anymore! Come on, aru." He continued to tug my coat as we walked through the hallway.
My missing sunflower.
I might never find or reach paradise
but you alone create most of my world
and complete it.