It seemed like a dream, but the reality of it was slowly setting in. The airport was buzzing with activity, people coming and going everywhere. One thing was already notorious, every machine seemed to be different, having a voice of its own. The escalators warned you to be careful, the vending machines had screens with Hollywood actors advertising the drinks, it dizzying but he was finally there, he had arrived to Tokyo.
Well, he was still in the Haneda airport, and moving around even with the signage was a bit weird. Sure, the excitement and the long trip weren't of help, but even so things should be easier. Somewhere in the international exit should be his guide, Furukawa-san, but he didn't know how he looked since he never sent a picture with the emails nor was any in the website he used to contact with.
Carrying the luggage while looking around, he felt something hitting him, a little yelp sounding with the impact. When he turned around, it seemed that the thing that stumbled with his suitcase was a young Japanese girl, small compared with him, panting on the ground. Her long black hair made the white sundress she was wearing look even brighter, specially compared with her tanned skin. "ごめんなさい" she mumbled something in Japanese while getting up and straightening her dress, but her black eyes soon noticed he was a foreigner. "I'm sorry... I'm late..." she added between gasps, once it was clear he didn't understand her. The girl crouched, picking up a cardboard sign from the ground, stopping to pay attention to him and returning to her frantic search of something.
It was a surprise that the cardboard sign had his full name on it.
Well, he was still in the Haneda airport, and moving around even with the signage was a bit weird. Sure, the excitement and the long trip weren't of help, but even so things should be easier. Somewhere in the international exit should be his guide, Furukawa-san, but he didn't know how he looked since he never sent a picture with the emails nor was any in the website he used to contact with.
Carrying the luggage while looking around, he felt something hitting him, a little yelp sounding with the impact. When he turned around, it seemed that the thing that stumbled with his suitcase was a young Japanese girl, small compared with him, panting on the ground. Her long black hair made the white sundress she was wearing look even brighter, specially compared with her tanned skin. "ごめんなさい" she mumbled something in Japanese while getting up and straightening her dress, but her black eyes soon noticed he was a foreigner. "I'm sorry... I'm late..." she added between gasps, once it was clear he didn't understand her. The girl crouched, picking up a cardboard sign from the ground, stopping to pay attention to him and returning to her frantic search of something.
It was a surprise that the cardboard sign had his full name on it.