Well today's the day. Yamada's has been uncharacteristically quiet. Her flight departs this afternoon so once she leaves I won't be seeing her for at least a month. I might be a little depressed and I can tell she's nervous about leaving but this will be a good opportunity for her.

I check my watch and it's around the time she usually gets to the library.

~Swoosh~ the door opens.

Ah there she is.

I walk out from behind the shelves and rather than sitting in her usual spot she's standing next to the table. She has a conflicted look on her face, just as she has all day.

Someone better at talking would know exactly what to say to make her feel better and give her confidence. Unfortunately I'm not that someone.

"Y-Yamada." I say suddenly.

The break in the silence seems to have startled her but, I shouldn't stop now.

"I-I hear Korea's really nice this time of year, s-so if you get a spare moment..." I struggle through the sentence as she looks at me expectantly.

"W-would you mind calling me every now and again to tell me how it is." I say just quietly enough for her to her me. I'm too nervous too look up at her right away.

After a moment of silence I hesitantly look up, her eyes are watering a little but she's smiling. "I will! Make sure you check line too, I want to stay filled in while I'm gone."

I'd be happy just to hear your voice, please hug me once more before you go, I'll miss you. Someone cooler than me would be able to say all these things, instead I just smile nervously and nod. Real smooth me.

She's says that she needs to go home and get ready and that her mom is on her way to come pick her up.

I once again nod, I start moving to the door to walk with her to the entrance but she doesn't walk with me. Instead she walks towards me wrapping her around me gently leaning her chest against me.

I do my best not to think about where my face currently is in relation to her body. Someone more secure would hug her back, best I can do is hold the sides of her blazer.

I'm not sure how long we've been like this, it could have been minutes but was probably seconds. Somehow I feel nervous and queasy while also feeling completely relaxed all at the same time. At some point it ends.

"I'll call you when I land, ok?" She says in a voice I probably don't deserve to hear.

"I'll look forward to it."

She waves as she walks out the door. The room is silent.