The Sun in His Imagination
She might be a high school student. She was so kind that she gave him the hamburger. Chewning a mouthful food after a long time, he thought the meaning of his meeting, the kindness of the girl who worked in Shinjuku. She looked the goddess who descended from the heaven to save him. She was just like the sun among the thick black clouds which covered the blue sky. Tomorrow would be a better day. He found a bright side of Tokyo. The girl who served the plate of hamburger with lettuce.
He wondered if he could buy a hamburger with his money he earned someday. He wished he would afford to buy food in her workplace again. The heavy rain didn't stop. The dark atmosphere didn't vanish from his sight. He squinted his eyes trying to catch a hint of the sunlight far in the distance, beyond the grey clouds. Still, there was no light. He stood up and searched for the girl after throwing the paper cup he emptied and the box which had contained the delicious hamburger into a litterbin. He couldn't find her. She must have gone.
When he returned to the internet cafe where he stayed the sleepless night, he couldn't stop thinking about the girl at McDonald. In his imagination, she was the sun itself after a job hunting alone in the city.