SQUARE (Irosami week) - January
His name is Iroh.
He’s twenty-five. He’s athletic, healthy, loves tea and dislikes humidity. He works at the tea shop down the road on Mondays and weekends, he plays the violin and loves wasabi peas.
(Asami can’t stand them, but she laughs and smiles anyway when he tells her. Then they part ways when the bus comes. It turns out he wasn’t planning on taking the bus at all.)
When he offers to give her his number – “just if you ever need someone to hold an umbrella over your head” – she’s tentative. She herself had just rejected the idea of jumping back into the love game so soon.
She’s over-thinking it. She over-thinks everything.