Our First Place
The first place where they met means the world to them because of the moments they shared there. But even though the place is gone, the memories stay. And that’s enough. (rated M)
“Hey. You’re sitting in my spot.”
It was a grassy hill covered in rows of flowers and bits of nature, with a large plum blossom tree providing a great area of shade.
Sakura looked up through her sleepy eyes at the businessman standing in front of her, wearing an expensive suit. He folded his arms and tapped his foot impatiently against the grass.
“Mm?” Sakura asked, her head resting on the bark of the tree. “What spot?”
“That’s my spot,” the man said, his voice deep and fierce.
Sakura turned to observe the tree thoroughly. “I don’t see your name on it.”