Sitting in the library working on the last paper I would ever write in college. I looked up from my laptop at the front desk. Yakio a beautiful Japanese girl 22 with black hair brown eyes slim but busty figure was working. I had only ever said hello and goodbye to Yakio I never tried to talk to her or dared to ask her out on a date. My buddy Mitch asked her out while her parents were in town and her father threatened to cut his dick off. I knew then it would never happen between us.
Yakio was looking at me she smiled at me. Fuck it. I thought as I got up putting my laptop in my bag. I walked over to Yakio who was reading a book. "Hey Yakio, what are you reading?" I asked as she tried to cover the book.
"Nothing, I wasn't reading anything," she said looking down at the book covered by her folder. I moved the folder and picked up the book
"This is a great book." she takes it from me.
"You've read it," she asked tilting her head smiling at me checking me out.
"Yeah, I love that stuff it makes you get in tune with who you are," I said as I put my bag on the desk. "Listen I was thinking that after graduation you'll be going home to Japan and I'll be going back to Boston." A woman walks over to us interrupting our conversation.
"Hey Yakio can you help me find this book I need to write a paper tonight!" she said looking at me.
"Of course," Yakio said as she walked away from me. I watched her walk away talking to myself rehearsing what I would say when she got back. I stood there waiting and waiting and waiting. I tried to look busy when Yakio walked back over to me. "What were you saying?" she said.
"I was thinking that we could grab a bite to eat after you close up tonight. or I could walk you home or whatever you want to do," I said looking at her waiting for an answer.