The scrawled writings told the story about a pair of lovers who was faced with opposition from the girl’s parents.
As he read, Garry noted the difficult words, acting on a habit formed long ago. But then…it was a habit that was no longer needed.
As Garry stood watching the quiet scenery, he was about to notice the sinking feeling in his stomach when he spotted her. Underneath the swirls of green that denoted wide vaults of leaves, the little girl of red was wandering.
It didn’t seem like she’d noticed him yet, that red skirt of hers swaying as she spun around, reacting to some sound she’d heard. He leant against the windowsill to contain the adrenaline that was already starting to circulate in his veins.
Hurry up and find me already.
Title is still undecided. (´o д o｀)ﾉ