Description
"WATCH OUT!" His head whipped around to the voice but didn't see a face, his back hit the pavement and he closed his eyes when he collided with the ground. "I am terribly sorry, are you hurt, sir?" a woman's voice asked. Aizawa opened his eyes and saw a tall, thin woman standing over him. His eyes went huge staring up at her, who was she? and why did she have the audacity to mow him down? "Sir?" She asked again, holding out her hand. The sun was too bright upon her features to make out too much but he took the offered hand and then came face to face with the lady who he had run into. Her eyes were the first thing she noticed, a red orange color. Her hair was a peachy blode and her tan skin seemed to glow in he sunlight and he could hear the ruffling of feathers behind her...was she...was she a...bird? "I really am sorry about this." Aizawa took a moment to respond, still flabberghasted from the fact that a bird like woman had knocked him down. He looked down at his feet and then back up at her, the embarassment sinking in. "It's fine. No harm done." He swallowed his humiliation. How did he not see her coming? "My name is Enara Takami. You are?" She asked. "Uh...Shota Aizawa." He cleared his throat. "Its nice to meet you, Enara."
Bird.
