Tall skyscrapers.
A cool breeze.
Fluttering golden hair.
"...The view from up here is nice, isn't it? Whenever I am feeling tired of worn out, I come here to have some time for myself. It's nice..."
The woman slowly turned around, revealing her stunning features and eyes.
"Don't you think so too, Emmet?"
*Puff*
Smoke drifted in the air.
A man stood not far from her, quietly staring at the smoke that drifted in the air.
"It's not bad, I guess."
Not once had he looked at the surroundings.
There was something about the man's gaze that simply didn't feel as though it was there. He appeared to be looking, and at the same time not.
"Hey..."
The woman pouted, staring at the man in front of her with annoyance.
"There are so many people lining up just to see me, and yet, you take my appearance for granted. You know I like you. Why won't you like me back?"
*Puff*
