The Story of M x M

They had nothing to say to each other, always. Every time, those two people were sitting together under that tree. A blonde-haired man whose always taking notes, and a black-haired woman whose never stopped sketching on their own papers.

They created their own silence, not because of their shyness. The man thinks that silence is the best thing, he must concentrate on his researches about plants. The woman seemed she was living in her own made dream world which could be seen in her drawings.

Until one day, they sat down again under the same tree and doing the same thing. The blonde man suddenly he couldn't begin to take any notes; his pen was running out of ink. There weren't anybody passed that place, so the only person he could ask for help is her.

He tapped her shoulder, and then that woman turned her head. She looked at him in his azure orbs.

"Can I borrow your pen?" he said. The woman put her right hand in her shoulder bag, and searched for a pen.

"Here you go." she said as she passed a pen.

"Thanks a lot! Anyway, what's your name?" said the man as he lent his hand.

"Makimura Miko, just call me Miko. And you?" she answered, lending her hand back. The man seems puzzled hearing her words. How can be this coindence happened to him?

“Mikko Makinen, Mikko...” he replied.

Since then, they always had a thing to say to each other.

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Prompt 164: They have nothing to said to each other....

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Character Visualizations:

- Miko Makimura: she maybe looks like her

- Mikko Makinen: I think he could have the same look as him