Miyuki tightened the strap around her waist, grabbed a ribbon and tied up her hair in her usual ponytail. She left it quite messy looking as well, because that's what she always did. It was something her mother had previously taught her to do and despite them no longer talking, she always did it because, even if she thought she was, Miyuki was still just a child and she believed respecting an elder's ways was expected of her. Not that anyone would care, regardless. She wouldn't be seeing her mother again, or any time soon, at least. Miyuki then slipped her sandals on. Pausing for a moment, she looked stepped outside and stared up at the sky. A beautiful mix of both cloudy and sunny. Most would probably just see that as a decent day but Miyuki viewed it as something beautiful because it matched her hair. Or,
the idea did, not the colours, obviously. She had black and white, the sky was grey and blue. It still seemed beautiful, though.
She wasn't exactly sure about where she'd go or what she'd do on this fine day but Miyuki figured it'd be best just to wander around until she seem something worth investigating. She also thought about going to get food because that seemed like a good idea. Exploring the area brought a few smiles to her face, as she walked past all the people who were either working hard, wandering around too or just loitering.
Everyone seemed to be nice, luckily.
Eventually, the sun broke through the clouds and, though beautiful, became dauntingly hot. To counter this, she decided to get food somewhere. She wasn't sure where but it couldn't be that hard to find food in this area, right? She had already walked past about five places that sold food, though, not all of them looked... 'professional', to put it kindly.
Without delay, she began scanning for somewhere to eat but before she could find anything, She spotted a shop that sold masks made by people, probably for festivities but that didn't make them any less cool. She ran over and began poking around, her eyes locking down on a specific one, a black and white, ying-yang based mask. She had a love for things that shared her hair colour. Though,
it wouldn't be hard to notice that. Most of her clothes, hair and everything else she owns, is in those two particular colours. After inspecting the masks, she got back to the task on hand. Finding somewhere to eat food.
And then it hit her... The vagrant smell of freshly cooked noodles, making her knees weak as she took in the elegant smell and let it flow through her body. Her eyes glanced around, searching for where the smell came from and then it entered her sight. 'Ichiraku Ramen' the small, but nice, looking ramen shop definitely worthy of the smell. Walking over, she looked at the sign outside which had a small list of prices and she checked how much she had on her currently. Just barely enough for a small serving but enough nonetheless. With a sharp smile on her face, an empty stomach and a shop full of ramen, the world was her oyster!
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the idea did, not the colours, obviously. She had black and white, the sky was grey and blue. It still seemed beautiful, though.
She wasn't exactly sure about where she'd go or what she'd do on this fine day but Miyuki figured it'd be best just to wander around until she seem something worth investigating. She also thought about going to get food because that seemed like a good idea. Exploring the area brought a few smiles to her face, as she walked past all the people who were either working hard, wandering around too or just loitering.
Everyone seemed to be nice, luckily.
Eventually, the sun broke through the clouds and, though beautiful, became dauntingly hot. To counter this, she decided to get food somewhere. She wasn't sure where but it couldn't be that hard to find food in this area, right? She had already walked past about five places that sold food, though, not all of them looked... 'professional', to put it kindly.
Without delay, she began scanning for somewhere to eat but before she could find anything, She spotted a shop that sold masks made by people, probably for festivities but that didn't make them any less cool. She ran over and began poking around, her eyes locking down on a specific one, a black and white, ying-yang based mask. She had a love for things that shared her hair colour. Though,
it wouldn't be hard to notice that. Most of her clothes, hair and everything else she owns, is in those two particular colours. After inspecting the masks, she got back to the task on hand. Finding somewhere to eat food.
And then it hit her... The vagrant smell of freshly cooked noodles, making her knees weak as she took in the elegant smell and let it flow through her body. Her eyes glanced around, searching for where the smell came from and then it entered her sight. 'Ichiraku Ramen' the small, but nice, looking ramen shop definitely worthy of the smell. Walking over, she looked at the sign outside which had a small list of prices and she checked how much she had on her currently. Just barely enough for a small serving but enough nonetheless. With a sharp smile on her face, an empty stomach and a shop full of ramen, the world was her oyster!
Word-count: 540