moving among the crowd sometimes proved to be difficult especially if all the eyes were glued on you. of course, seeing this was an occupation she chose, sayu always greeted anyone who’d recognize her with a false kind smile and occasional photo, autograph and small talk. this is something she chose and cannot back down on, even if she wanted to.
as she sat by herself, carefully endorsing the food ordered not too long ago, amethyst hues peered up upon hearing a thick accent rushing an inquiry. a man, clearly a foreigner, stood patiently for sayu’s answer. she’s stunned for a second, unused to not being asked for a picture, before snapping out of her thoughts and nodded.
❛ um, you can speak english. ❜ says the idol with a soft smile before nudging the chair as if to give some space to the man. ❛ but, yes, i don’t mind. uh…where are you from, if i can ask? ❜
“ ah, thank you. “ a ghost of a smile spreads across his face, tired and just there for a moment before it quickly disappears. he’s obviously exhausted, but if anyone looks as if they’ve been through the ringer, it’s him.
“ i apologize, my japanese is ... passable at best. “
more like the beholding gave him access to the knowledge of the language, but an inexperienced tongue is still inexperienced.
“ london, england. quite a ways a way, if i must say. “ fingers grip the edge of the chair, pulling it away from the table and sitting there. a breath, relieved to sit down and get some relief on his legs.
he fiddles with his food, taking a bite and seeming just to try and get himself fed more then to enjoy the food.
“ this is actually my first time in japan. im here for work, so i dont have much time to enjoy the sights. “ kept vague, but still truthful.
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