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[hajwyjk]

— the boy i met in osaka

☆ a hamada asahi au

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Chapter Two

Ever since that barbecue party, Asahi and I started to hang out more during my stay in Japan that summer. At first, I was shy to ask my dad for Asahi's address so I could visit him.

"The Hamada's address?"

"Yeah," I replied shyly.

"Did you befriend that young boy?" my father asked with a small smile and I just nodded.

"Well, today is your lucky day." my father said. "I was about to go there because your uncle invited me over for a drink."

"Can I go with you?" I asked.

"Of course sweetie," he said and lightly patted my head.

I got ready and brought my journal with me. The walk over to Asahi's house wasn't that long. Once we arrived, the Hamada's received us warmly and invited us inside. I was still feeling shy, so I just sat next to my father while he was having a joyous conversation with Asahi's dad.

"Asahi is in his room, do you want me to call him?" Mrs. Hamada said to me, she must have noticed me looking around. "Or if you want, you can go upstairs and call him yourself,"

Go up to his room? Can I do that?

"That boy is probably reading, you won't disturb him," she commented, noticing my hesitation. "you might surprise him even."

I nodded and slowly stood up.

"His room is the first door to the left," Mrs. Hamada tells me.

I went upstairs and stood in front of the door, pulling up my fist ready to knock on the door when this suddenly opened and Asahi was standing in front of me with a surprised expression.

"Hana?" he said but I froze when I noticed he was shirtless, I immediately turned around and I felt my cheeks burn.

"Oh, sorry," he said as he quickly put on a shirt. "you can turn around."

I slowly turned around and somehow I couldn't look into his eyes.

"Uh, it was hot and I didn't know we had company," he apologetically said. "do you want to come inside?"

"Okay," was all I could say in that moment.

Being in a boy's room it's weird but his room felt cozy and his seemed different from a regular 16-year-old boy room.

I looked around and he had some figurines on his shelf alongside some books, some mangas as well. Then I noticed he had a piano next to his bed.

"Do you play?" I asked as I played around with the keys.

"Yeah, it's just a hobby, I don't play it professionally though." he explained and I just nodded.

"Can you play me a song that you know?" I requested and that left him a little bit surprised.

"Sure," he agreed and sat on his bed, stretching his fingers before playing the piano.

As soon as he started playing, my heart fluttered a bit and I was drawn into him. The way his fingers hit the keys to form a melody was delicate and I was mesmerized by how he looked so peaceful playing the piano.

"What's the song called?" I asked as he finished playing.

"I actually made it myself, so I don't know what's it called yet."

He made that melody?

"It's beautiful, do you have lyrics for it?"

"Not yet,"

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After spending that day with Asahi, I got to know him more and I felt that he wasn't that shy with me anymore, which made me excited to hang out more with him.

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a/n: hellooo! the second chapter is here! i'm so sorry if the chapters are short, for the next ones, i'll try to make them a little bit longer hehe ... also, i'm still figuring out tumblr hehe :)

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— the boy i met in osaka

☆ a hamada asahi au

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Chapter One

I remember I was fifteen, my parents and I went to a trip to Japan during the summer to visit my father's side of the family. I didn't have any friends there so I just expected to see my relatives.

I couldn't really bond with my cousins because they were either ten years older or younger than me. I just hang out with myself, my music and my journal. For me it wasn't a problem or a sad thing being alone, I really found it peaceful and calming. Though, for my parents, they thought I needed some socializing.

One day, my dad invited some of his closest friends and we had a barbecue party. One of his friends had a son, a year older than me but at least we were closer in age.

I wasn't really good at meeting new people and I didn't really interact much with boys.

His name was Hamada Asahi and he was the boy I met in Osaka.

He wore the most simple outfit, he was wearing a white shirt tucked into his loose beige pants and a brown belt that secured it. He looked cute and as a normal fifteen year old, I developed a crush.

I noticed he was shy since he only had a neutral expression and he was only focused on his phone.

I didn't know what came over me but I had the courage to come up to him and start a conversation, I wanted to be out of my comfort zone for a change.

"Hi," I only manage to say, standing in front of him.

He looked up and just nodded his head and went back to his phone.

Okay, let's try this again.

"My name is Hana," I introduced myself. "What's your name?"

He pointed at himself and I nodded showing him a small smile.

"Asahi," he said and awkwardly looked away.

"Can I sit here?" I asked and pointed the spot next to him.

"Yeah, sure."

I sat next to him and brought out my journal, he went back to playing games on his phone and I just started scribbling and doodling to pass the time.

I noticed that he kept turning to my side and his little actions made me smile.

"You draw?" he asked, looking at my journal.

"Oh this, I try," I replied. "I'm not an artist though."

"But this is nice," he complimented and that made me smile.

"Thanks," I said. "How about you? Do you draw?"

"Yeah," he said shyly.

"Oh, then how about you draw something here?" I said as I gave him my journal.

He was slightly taken aback but took the notebook nonetheless.

"Are you sure? This notebook looks very personal,"

It is personal but somehow I don't mind it.

"Yeah, I would like to see you draw," I insisted.

"Okay then," he finally gave in and took the pencil from me.

His fingertips slightly brushed my hand and it gave me butterflies, I started blushing but he didn't noticed it because he was focused on drawing. I was in awe of how he was so into what he was doing, first I was watching the picture he was drawing then I slowly let my stare up into his face.

I found it so cute with his eyebrows furrowed and his pouty lips, it made me crack a smile.

I think I might have a small crush on him ...

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I remember I was fifteen, my parents and I went to a trip to Japan during the summer to visit my father's side of the family. I didn't have any friends there so I just expected to see my relatives.

I couldn't really bond with my cousins because they were either ten years older or younger than me. I just hang out with myself, my music and my journal. For me it wasn't a problem or a sad thing being alone, I really found it peaceful and calming. Though, for my parents, they thought I needed some socializing.

One day, my dad invited some of his closest friends and we had a barbecue party. One of his friends had a son, a year older than me but at least we were closer in age.

I wasn't really good at meeting new people and I didn't really interact much with boys.

His name was Hamada Asahi and he was the boy I met in Osaka.

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