New Beginnings

It was dark. The sky turned pitch black as the sun slowly set. I just came home from the company I wished to work at. I had just... been rejected...

I couldn't express my sadness. I was a Harvard Graduate, And my name is Hara, who studied finance. It wasn't my choice. My parents wanted me to study Finance and how could I say no? At then I was 20. What could I have done? If I went against my parents I would've been grounded until I was 87! I went on with my real ambition— journalism.

In Harvard, every examination I took, my English had the highest score compared to my other subjects. Don't think because I study finance means my math is exceptional. My math... it's hard to explain. How do I say this... well it sucks.

I walked to the nearby bus stop to wait for the bus home. That's odd. The bus stop should have been buzzing with people who just left work, but all I saw was... a man. He had a blackish-brown hair colour, and a beautiful suit on with a blue crystal-like flower on the pocket beside his left arm. Since there was only one Long chair at the stop, I sat beside the young man.

"Excuse me? The bus is here. P-please, get on now."

Without knowing, I fell asleep. And not just any kind of sleep, my head fell on his shoulders.

"I'm so s-sorry!" I replied with embarrassment.

As I bowed to apologise, I noticed a name tag. It said "Raven".

"You have a lovely name, Raven."

He was surprised. He looked at me while he touched his name tag, clearly trying not to blush.

"Thank Y-you. Not many people talk to me. They say I have a... dark atmosphere around me whenever I go close to them..." his voice trailed off. "The bus is leaving, are you going?"

That's when I noticed the bus driver was glaring at me like I just killed someone. If looks could kill, I would have withered there and then.

The both of us boarded the bus as the bus doors closed. "That's odd... there's nobody on the bus."

He said with a quizzical look. I agreed.

"Are you sure theres totally nobody in here?"

We both heard a voice coming from the very back of the bus. It was a young man... he was smiling. He had white and greyish hair, and sharp teeth. He wore a robe and a nice tuxedo.

Who... who was that? Who had such an odd look?

Before I knew it, he came towards us. "Oh shiitake mushrooms..." I mumbled.