In front of me was this girl, a really pretty girl. It was a dark tunnel we were walking through, with blinking lights and all, and a lot of noise all around. But I focused on her, and observed her while she was busy talking to her friend.
She was slightly shorter than me. Her hair was dyed brown, but not all over. She tied a small bun on top of her head, but the hair on the back of her head was all over the place, some of which she pinned down with little black clips. Her ears were pierced in three different places. She had a mole on the right side of her face, just near her ear. She wore makeup and had nice lashes, the lashes weren't fake, they didn't seem long enough.
She was wearing a transparent white top over a sleeveless black top, and a pair of black shorts. She wore a necklace, I think it was gold, but because she didn't turn to face me, I can't tell what pendant it was. Her shoes were basic street slippers, kinda like fancy flip flops girls like to wear.
Judging by the language she was speaking in, I gather that she's Japanese. I'm guessing she's in her early or mid twenties.
I was so physically close to her, I couldn't help being tempted to touch her. But that's all it was, temptation. There's a line that I'll never cross, and I know how some men can be so ignorant of that line. Anyway, I was in a situation where a guy would tell me to just tap her on the shoulder and say something. But I didn't. I know it's pathetic, but I don't believe in engaging a stranger unless I have a valid reason.
I did get lucky enough however, to sit next to her on the ride. She screamed through the whole thing, and so did everyone else. I was more restrained though, the best I could do was "WHOA!"
As everyone walked out of the ride, I let her walk ahead. We were going in the same direction for a while, but I had to wait up for my sister, and so she eventually disappeared into the crowd.
With that I told myself: if there is such a thing as destiny, I'll see her again. But I won't hold my breath.