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It was dark outside, the light breeze cool, the dim street laps were on and the cars drove past. The bakery that stood in the town was almost completely empty. The only person preventing it from being completely empty is Ichika, the owner of pearl bakery. Ichika enjoyed doing the closing shift. Maybe it's because she liked looking at the stars on her back to her apartment or maybe it was because she liked being alone in the pretty bakery. Ichika did love pretty things.
But Ichika was done cleaning the pearl bakery. All that was left was to lock everything that needed to be locked. So she did just that. It wasn’t that eventful or interesting and once she finished she locked the front door of the bakery and double checked to make sure it was really locked.
Then Ichika started her walk back to her apartment. Sometimes while Ichika is walking she feels like she's being watched but tonight she didn’t have that eerie feeling.
Ichika was just enjoying the sounds of the world around her- she forgot to bring her headphones- it was actually nice the soft breeze and the dim surroundings. She decided to pull out a small notebook from her pocket to start sketching some new outfits for the pearl bakery staff.
Ichika was happy she remembered to grab her pink coat but she still decided to wear a white mini skirt- but she had stockings, leg warmers on so it was fine.
Ichika's walk wasn’t that weird other than the fact she heard someone humming. But there was something odd about it; she felt like she was being lured into the soft angelic melody. She didn’t recognize it from any songs she listens to. Also the farther she walked the closer it was getting to the source.
That's when Ichika noticed her , a woman was singing the angelic melody and she was on the roof. The closer Ichika got the more the women came into focus. The women had long silky hair painted a white, porcelain skin, and a beautiful Hanfu. It was white with a lilac fade with embroidered flowers on it. It was hard to see the beautiful face and that’s when Ichika realized that the woman was dancing along with the melody head held high towards the starry night. She carried a serene face expression but it didn’t make her less pretty.
The woman looked free and content even if she was barefoot on a roof- that Ichika doesn’t even know how she got on- that has a rough texture to it.
Ichika wondered if she could be as free as her; The beauty that danced as light as a breeze in fall.
When Ichika looked up she realized the woman opened her eyes and that she was slowly turning her head towards Ichika. Or maybe it was Ichika who moved in slow motion. Once the woman realized someone was watching her she stopped singing completely. Her serene now slightly showed another emotion but Ichika didn’t get enough time to put her finger on it before the woman disappeared as if she was just a part of the breeze as if she was never there to begin with.
Ichika stood there for a few seconds before the chilly breeze snapped her out of her daze. Ichika decided to continue her walk because it was late and she shouldn’t stay outside long but the woman didn’t leave her mind. Its all she could think about so Ichika went to a new page in her little notepad and started to sketch the women.
It was about fifteen minutes after Ichika started walking again she had drawn a lot, mainly the woman- actually it was the only thing she drew- Ichika got lost in thought wondering if she will ever see her again until she heard a loud crash that ripped her away from her thoughts. Ichika noticed it came from an alleyway.
Ichika approached carefully not wanting to bring any attention to herself. Ichika was thinking the worst because she knew she didn't have good luck so it wasn’t surprising if it was the worst scenario. Luckily it wasn't. It was actually a really good scenario. She recognized that little person quickly as suki.
Ichika decided to make her presence known. She spoke out loud as she approached them “Oh hey suki! What are you doing out here late at night?” She noticed that Suki had their hair into nice pigtails- courtesy of brutus- and was wearing a black mini skirt and a baggy black top- which Suki stole from mekka while he was sleeping just to go dumpster diving.
Ichika wasn’t really expecting a response since Suki didn’t speak much so she was a bit surprised when she got one.
“I just finished dumpster diving.”
Ichika noted that their voice was low and that all of their attention was on the cat in front of them. She watched as the cat jumped into Suki's open arms once Suki confirmed that the cat was fully raised to walk beside. They leaned against Ichika wordlessly asking her to walk with them back home. Ichika could never deny Suki, just something about them was so serene like the light autumn breeze.