mesianism.
♰ “ As a matter of fact, I do know English. ” The pen he was holding fell on the notebook in front of him, making a soft sound. Light turned around, taking notice of the stranger’s features. “ You’re a foreigner. ” The words came out of his mouth right away. “ I’m sorry, ” he quickly apologized, smiling at the other person. “ That’s not the best way to start a conversation, is it? ” The sentence was followed by a chuckle from Light. He’s always felt like socializing with other people was more of a job to him. “ How can I help you? My name is Yagami Light. And if it’s not too much, can you tell me why are you visiting Japan? ” ♰
❝ ---oh thank god. ❞ she said, grabbing up her bag and the guitar that had been laying on the booth across from her at her table. ❝ don’t you don’t mind --- just long enough to get some help. ❞ she sat across from him now, guitar leaned up against the side of the booth and bag dropped next to it, ❝ ---- angel hollen. i’m originally from france but music brought me here. ❞ grey eyes looked at him, larger than a normal person’s --- contacts. long hair flowed over shoulders, one side pink and the other black. dress was old-fashioned --- something a child would put on a baby doll. ❝ sadly, i don’t know the language enough ---- english is my second language and even i struggle at that. been trying to figure out what to eat for the past twenty minutes. ❞
