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I was eating my last piece of cookie

That's when I see her again

She walked in the coffee shop shyly and as soundless as possible

Hoping no one would turn and stare at her

But luck was not on her side I guess

The door bell chimed

Attracting some attention from other people

They were smiling politely at her

In which she return

And that's when I saw her smile for the first time

It was so sweet and gentle

Like an angle

But I can still see the sadness in her eyes

The same sadness as last year

Where I first saw her

She went to the counter and order a takeway of cappuccino

While waiting for her order

She was on her phone talking to someone

And looks like she was about to cry

She quickly wipe off her tears that are rolling down her soft cheeks

And grab her drink when it's done

She immediately walk out the coffee shop but stopped when she felt something

Something soft landing on her cheek

It was the first snow

She pondered for a while and left

She left Japan

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