chapter 3

My band was becoming more popular and on the other hand I was visiting her less day by day. The last time I saw her was a year ago, I was going to concert venue with my band member s to perform. I saw her at that same bus. I was going to call her but then I realized that I didn't know her name. I was planning to walk to her but my manger nagged to rush over since we were becoming late that was the last time I had seen her. I was planning to meet her next day but she didn't came

Days passed into year and many seasons passed but there isn't a day when I haven't missed her smile. She disappeared like a wind before me, a sweet air. We never get time to express our time to tell our names. I think it was because we was so busy spending time by ourselves that we never needed our names, I wish every time that my black hair band girl will pop out in front of me and call me with her sweet and joyful voice. But for me right now she is the girl with "the girl with black hairband".

In present time

I hear the door's sound ring and I looked to see the passenger. My lips were forming a sweet smile. There steps a beautiful girl wearing a black hairband on her wrist. She was my" Hairband girl".