If only I had Nakamura’s power…
A century-old clock hanging on the wall, ticktacking for eternity says it’s almost four in the afternoon, Christmas day, year 2004. The room was cold and dark, with very little light coming from the windows draped with curtains. I was lying on the sofa, eyes closed trying to catch some forty winks. Apart from the faint mellow music playing from a distance, it was so quiet. I can hear my own heart beating, even the air that comes in and out of my nostrils. I was about to doze off when I smelled that familiar scent. That fresh off-the-shower scent that always thrill me. Then out of nowhere, it happened. Soft, supple lips gently caressing mine. A magical moment that I would love to relive again and again. If only I had Hiro’s power, I would have frozen time so I can relish every single second of it. It was a gentle yet passionate kiss and the spontaneity of it makes it all the more special. I felt like I was living a dream, it was so surreal…
