Sushi Time
There she sat, on a bus seat just across from him. For some reason he couldn’t keep his eyes off her, she was beautiful girl after all but that’s not what kept his attention. It was her eyes that fascinated him the most. They were amber in colour but when the sun reflected just right the iris turned from a dark amber to a yellowish gold that could only be read in Egyptian Mythology. He watched patiently as the slightest movement of her head or of the bus could easily take the gold away with no promise that it will ever return; his heart was beating so strong that it felt like it was ready to jump out any minute or stop beating all together.
He knew that soon the bus would soon eventually stop where she could depart and that would be the end of that. Maybe there’s a way to see her again. He thinks of just saying hi but he’s unable his speechless, how can you talk to something you can only imagine in your dreams. But he has to think of something he franticly grabs a piece of paper out of his backpack and scribbles a note on it. Then he starts folding it every which way corner to corner, a half into another half, diagonal sides to each other and finally he holds in his hand a bunny made of paper. She’s starting to get up it’s her stop coming up. She notices him staring at her, he stretches out his arm and holds the origami in front of her. She looks shocked by the gesture but takes the origami not fully realizing what it is. They depart looking at each other through the window of the bus as it speeds away.
It’s 8pm he’s at a Sushi restaurant called
Sushi Time located on Bloor St.; it’s one of his favourite restaurants, the
place has good lunch specials which suited him just fine for it wasn’t too far
away from the college that he attended couple years back. But he’s here now for a different reason, it’s not to fill his belly but instead in hopes to
see her at least once more. The
scribbles contained a simple note, “Meet me at Sushi Time at 8pm today.” But
eights slowly passing by and she’s no where to been seen. He usually gets the ski box which contains
tempura, fried sweet potatoes, sushi two of
The saki and negihama is consumed with nothing left on the plate. He checks his watch it’s forty after eight and no sign of her. He asks the couple sitting next to him “Do you have the time.” With the hopes that maybe his watch is just wrong. The man replies “Twenty to nine.” And he loses any hope he had left it’s time for him to go if she would have come she would have surely been here by now. He pays his bill and leaves the waiter a generous tip. He sees a streetcar coming up and gets on it pays his ticket and heads to the back to find a seat. Unknown to him it’s the same street car she just got off to get to the restaurant. She didn’t notice him scribbling the note on the paper and didn’t think of unfolding the origami until the thought crossed her mind after eight o’clock. She looks through the window of Sushi Time to try to find him but it’s passed the arranged time, and he’s no where to be found. She walks inside to see if maybe she just doesn’t him through window, she looks at each darken corner where he might be hidden but non contain him.
She leaves the restaurant without getting anything, his presence isn’t there and she’s not a fan of sushi, part of the reason she was late she also didn’t know where the restaurant is located. She catches the next streetcar and heads home looks at the piece of paper. Wonders if it may have been better not to have unfolded the paper, at least she would still have the bunny instead of a flat piece of paper.