[ ç”æ¶æ¶ ] âŠA bag. There was a bag right there, on the seat, all alone and nobody was around it. Blue eyes looked left and right in confusion, Serah sitting on the seat across from the bag. She was waiting for the owner to arrive and pick it up but after a few minutes of nobody arriving, the pinklette sighed. Looks like sheâs the one going to search for the owner.
Standing up, brushing her skirt a little, she made her way to the bag and picked it up, stopping a little to stare at the design for a moment; cute. It was actually quite cute but she didnât recognize the mascot. Shrugging, she started to look around before heading towards a random direction. Actually, why doesnât she check if there was an ID inside? Brain, why did you think of this now?
âYogiâŠâ It didnât take her too long to find the ID, repeating the name that was on the card. The photo would also help her find the boy. Looking around again, she immediately spotted a blond man before walking towards him, âExcuse me, but I believe this is yours.â
â âMy boss would make fun of me if he found out I lost my stuff day one... Oh, what do I do?!â The blonde moaned and put his face to his hands. His co-workers were going to tease him definitely. His work stuff was in there too! He needed to find it as quickly as possible.
Suddenly, Yogi heard a voice call out to him and looked up, tears welling in the grown manâs eyes. He blinked twice, staring at the girl who was holding his bag.
âMY BAG! Oh thank you, Miss, where did you find it?!â









