The day was warm, nothing implied anything out of place happening today. For once, Odasaku decided to sit down and order a good and nice coffe at a local cáfe. The air was filled with the scent of morning coffe and the soft talks of people inside. His mind was occupied by his own little thoughts as he quietly leaned on his elbow while staring at the open window that let the comforting wind into the place. For no particular reason, the corner of his eye locked onto something.

Or someone.

At first, nothing held a suspicion. But still a strange unspoken feeling within him told him clearly that he knew that man. That skinny, tall man who sat on the other side of the cáfe without anything on the table. Unfortunately, he couldn't see his face. The other was seemingly zoned out with his head turned towards a different window. What caught most of his attention — was the beige coat worn by the man. And the specific brown, wavy hair that moved slightly on the wind that as mentioned before - flied into the cáfe by the opened windows.

At first, he thought he was being delusional. It can't be him.. Can it? His eyes narrowed lightly, hoping that the person he's been staring at for too long without realizing will turn their head enough for him to see their face.

"Could it be.." A quiet voice in his head muttered, taking a quiet sit of the coffe in his hand.