The girl stood silently. Her face a mixture of expressions. “Nande.....?” she asked now, her supple eyes depicting fear. Yamada moved forward again. She took another step back. “No that’s not what I meant....I mean.....it’s just that.....urm....I’m.....Ryo...no I mean...ya I’m Ryo. Hi.....”
The girl stared.
Yamada realised how silly this must be. He distracted the conversation. “You live here or work urm...i mean nearby ne?”
She nodded silently just looking at him. “I’m well, I’m a florist...part time....evening.....you can come by.....”
Yamada didn’t speak. It’s like he didn’t need to. She just knew him. “You’r familiar you know...your like a singer....I think...I mean I don’t know...my dad can’t afford a TV, so yeah...but I think you do....”
Ryosuke realised it know. She didn’t know him. She didn’t know anything. His head started buzzing. What should he say?
“Yes, I get that a lot. My name actually is.....Aoki....Aoki Ryo....”
She smiled. “I’m Rei......Akahana Rei.....hajime mashite....”
“Rei, we are friends right?”
“Un....”
“Can I tell you something...?”
“Sure..... Aoki Ryo san ....” Rei replied giggling. Her hands were covered in soft bandages, obviously from handling roses and thorns. Yamada knew that. Because of the rose scent surrounding her. Ryosuke smiled and came closer.
“I think you’re the most beautiful thing I’ve seen in my life............besides mom...”
Yuto dropped his camera. “Baka....”