Haruki MurakamiEncountered a 100%’s girl
The question here is: she is not easy to adapt herself to live. No matter is her body, things that her pursuit, or things that required by someone else.
A fresh morning during April day, I brush past a 100% girl on a street in Harajuku. Not a beautiful girl, nothing special in her dressing, her hair still remain flat after sleep, may be is close to 30. 50 meters away, I already can make sure she is the 100% girl for me. From the first sight I saw her shadow till now, my heart beat uncommonly, and my lips are as dry as dessert.
In front of the flower shop, I brushed past her shoulder. A cluster of warm atmosphere passed my skin. The pitch road sprinkled by water, the rose aroma filled up the surrounding her. I’m not dare to talk to her. She was wearing a cardigan in white, in her left hand was holding a white envelope without stamp. The letter is written for whom? Her eyes look sleepy. May be she spent a whole night to write that letter. And, the letter probably has hidden all of her secret!
After a few steps, I turn my head back and see, her shadow was vanished in the crowd.