Familiar face

Medium-long jet black hair which smoothly flowed down upto her shoulder blades like waterfall, soft, wispy bangs which hung freely over her small forehead, she had a small yet delicate round face.

Her pitch black eyes which were as dark as the midnight sky was mysteriously drawing him into their mysterious depths.

And while standing under the sunlight, her milky white skin was glowing like crystals. There was a subtle blush on her cheeks, accentuating the radiance of her rosy red lips, which held a hint of shy but alluring smile.

She was one of the most beautiful girl, he had seen in his lifetime. But what drew him was neither her charms nor her beauty, Hiro was simply drawn by the sense of familiarity her face provided him.

And even though there was another girl standing beside her who was equally charming, his eyes were only focused at the girl who was giving him a sense of familiarity.