The bell over head chimed as she walked through into the store, her eyes alight with joy as she took in the rustic decor, oak shelves housing thousands of records, from CDs to Vinyl and even a few bins of old cassettes, when she'd found this place on accident a year ago she couldn't bring herself to go in but a week ago she found herself hiding from the rain within its cream coloured walls

The plaster on its walls was peeling and hastily covered by old tour posters, the place stunk of dust and sandalwood, she inhaled deeply and smiled to herself, her brown hair bouncing in its curls as she did so "Hey" A voice called from behind the desk, her face grew a light pink as she willed herself to meet his deep brown eyes. Another reason for her constant visitation had to do with the boy behind the counter, he always wore a half face mask and large tattered hoodie, his voice wasn't too low, nor too high, it sounded like a song to her as he spoke "Sorry about the smell in here, I was just cleaning"

His words caused her to jump slightly, dropping her school bag, the little plastic charms attached to its strap made small clacking noises as it hit the linoleum flooring, her blush worsening from the embarrassment "O-Oh, sorry-" Just as the words left her lips she felt her hand collides with his midway through kneeling to pick up her bag "Sorry!" She splutters, retracting her hand like his was made of hot coals

"It's not a problem" He laughs, handing her bag to her, his gaze lingering on the charms "They're really cute you know, they suit you" A slight mischievous glint in his eyes

"U-Uhm, can I have your number? t-to talk about music stuff I mean!" The words left Youka's lips so suddenly that she couldn't stop herself, as soon as they had crossed the air between them she clamped her manicured hands over her mouth like she was scared more embarrassing words would escape