Sight

by TheNoviceFeline


She was there standing in front of him waving her hand with a smile evident on her rosy lips. Her curly brown hair danced with the wind, her cheeks flushed from the hot summer air, enticing the man to move forward and feel it for himself. Her languid strides seemed like torture.

"Where?" she asked, elaborating it no more as he knew what to answer already.

"Sasaki's there." he replied with feigned enthusiasm.

"Thanks."

He watched as the woman distanced away, and wishing in the deepest part of his heart, it was he, she was looking for.