"Can't wait for you!" Akira greeted her, and hung up, though not eager to stop speaking to her.<br/><br/>About an hour later, he was standing in front of her apartment building, again in his leather jacket. This time, he wore a longer white T-shirt with ragged edges, and a red checked shirt over it. A thick scarf loosely hanging around his neck nicely contrasted with the bouquet of white flowers he got her, as it was pitch black. He had his hair tied somewhat looser, with a few strands falling into his eyes, though the omnipresent shades still hid his eyes (no matter that it was cloudy).<br/><br/>He pressed the bell on the door.