When Rena woke
up, the first thing she perceived was the subtle citrus scent reaching her
nostrils. A smile unconsciously grazed her lips as she refamiliarized herself
with the delicate scent greeting her. Inevitably, a wave of nostalgia swept
through her as she remembered those countless mornings she had woken up by
Jurina’s side, enveloped by the same, pleasant smell of the younger girl’s characteristic
shampooing.
There was
so much agitation in the crowded streets of Tokyo at that specific time of the
year. Whether it was groups of friends chatting enthusiastically among
themselves while enjoying an afternoon of shopping, or couples holding hands
and wandering in the animated streets, taking time and pleasure in admiring the
beautiful illuminations lightning up the districts of Tokyo. One thing was for
sure: Japan’s capital was anything but calm and peaceful around Christmas, the
hustle and bustle of the big city matching the restlessness of Jurina’s own
beating heart.
Sasshi-p would be so proud :’)
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