Seina strolled through the sakura trees, her head tilted backwards in admiration of the delicate cherry blossoms. She stopped underneath one particularly large tree and inhaled deeply, trying to absorb the gentle aura of the beautiful spring morning.
“Ah…” she exhaled with a blissful grin stretched across her face. Her eyes closed, she hummed and began twirling around in small circles under the tree. As fanciful as it seemed, she thought she heard the spring breeze patting her cheeks and dancing with her, calling her with gentle whistles of Here, here… She pulled her black hair –which was flying annoyingly into her mouth– back from her face and glanced up towards the tree, where the wind seemed to be calling from.
Here, here… it seemed to say again. Seina’s eyes grew wide. She took a couple steps backwards, still observing the entire tree. As if in a fairy tale, a line of sakura blossoms were dancing around in the wind, blown upwards into a trickling stream of pink petals. Up, and up, and up it went, circling the tree trunk like the streamers around a maypole.
She stood staring at it for a while, hesitating. She could almost swear it was actually pulling her and tugging at her hair to guide her towards the stream of petals. And at the same time, it was like she herself was innately drawn to the tree. Seina walked slowly towards the trunk, step…by step… by step, until she finally reached a slight recess in the tree trunk that was just big enough for her and probably one more person to sit in. She lightly brushed her fingertips along the bark, and while relishing in the slightly roughened, but perfectly natural feeling of the wood, Seina thought she felt a plethora of unwarranted emotions well up inside of her. It felt like–despair and loss and longing, yet simultaneously tinged with warmth and bittersweet affection. It made her want to cry.
She scrubbed at the edges of her eyes, laughing at herself for such irrational feelings. It’s just a tree. Jeezus… “Something must be wrong with me today,” she mused aloud, while turning back and returning to the path to school.