"I'm sorry! I... I was carried away by the cold wind!"
"I– it's fine, but thank you for wiping out all the sauce on my face." She giggled, stared at the slice of pizza she held with.
Halora secretly smiled while Sebastian looked into her shiny ginger–red hair. It reflected the city lights that brought power and life for a while.
Slowly, she lifted her head, glanced up to the dark, shady sky. She breathed smoothly as if she was totally fine and free. But she knew, he stared at her since earlier. She felt awkward, nervous at the same time until Halora turned her gaze at him.
"Hahaha! Look at your face now!" She burst into laughter.
Once in a while, Sebastian heard the real Halora. The sweet, adorable girl who never wanted to be seen, appreciated by the whole world, and most of all, the simple girl who only sought true, genuine happiness.
"Why are you laughing at me?"
