After the young man turned around, all I could do was stare. I was frozen from being caught, but would it've been any different because after all I was curious who it was.

The man was just in plain shock, like me but differently. He was the first of the two of us to speak.

"Excuse me, but did I do something the matter?" His voice, it was soft and sweet.

I heard everything he just said and I wanted to respond but, I just couldn't. The words just wouldn't come out. Silence came again, but then I noticed something. he started turning red, really red.

"I-I-is something wrong? You're turning red!" I said finally being able to actually spit a few words out of my mouth. The man covered his mouth, looked back in the direction he was when I first walked here, and stood up with his flute in hand. To my surprise he started walking over toward my direction.

He stopped just a few feet in front of me and whispered "You heard me play didn't you?"

He just know noticed that, he's a little slow. I shook my head up and down slowly in response and I swore he got so red at that moment it looked almost as if his whole face was bleeding. I was thinking of complementing him at that moment but, if I did he may pass out. So of course I didn't take the risk, well for his sake although he did play it very well.

He finally started calming down a little but, when he did, I started to blush as well. He was actually quite hot or even handsome at that, his eyes they were more beautiful than I thought mine were. They were green, green like an emerald. His hair was a beautiful silver color and just a little wavy being a little longer than his shoulders. And to top it off his outfit was good as well. He wore a dark blue coat that was open in the front with knee high black boots with a dark blue lace. It was beautiful, just amazing it was obvious he was wealthy.

While I was daydreaming I didn't even notice that one of his hands was on my shoulder.

"Hey!" He said getting a little angry.

"Sorry I kind of spaced out there for a second."

"Bad time to do that but, oh well."

While feeling bad for just completely being an air head for a second I thought I should at the very least introduce my self. "My name is Amaya Resdem, age 17, and I love the night." I said while extending out my hand.

He then reached out and shook my hand "Furuto Kan, age 18, and I love playing the flute." Furuto let go of my hand and pulled his sleeve up and looked at the time on the silver and black watch that was on his wrist and had a surprised reaction to it.

"I'm s-sorry b-but I must go!" He yelled while pulling out a notepad from his coat pocket. hurriedly he took out the pencil that was in the spirals of the notebook and flipped through the pages. Me being my stupid self again I just stared while he was writing something down and tore out the page that he just wrote on, nearly ripping the paper in half as well. Furuto handed the paper to me and ran off with his flute in hand.
The paper contained the words:

"Sorry that this is abrupt but if you'd like to talk sometime you can get ahold of me at this address because after all you did here me play.
662 sword cross lane.
It's not hard to miss it's the big mansion"

This doesn't really help because, I'm probably too shy to even go. Another feature I hate so much but, just who was the charming boy Furuto Kan? He just left me here to be dumbfounded under the brilliant radiance of the night stars.