A Day in Kawasaki, From The View Of A 16-Year-Old Girl, Followed By A Man Who Loves Eyewear

Kawasaki, Japan. 11:34 am. January 15th.

It's bright. The sun is beating down on the city with great ebullience. Walking down the sidewalk in the busy streets is 16-year-old Hiara Takahashi. She's wearing all black and sporting a pair of wire-rimmed glasses. Scene switches to one 29-year-old Toru Nagasawa who is pushing through the listless crowd in an attempt to remain in pursuit of the young female.

As Hiara stops to speak with a random passerby, Mr. Nagasawa ducks behind a corner, peeking out so as to not lose sight of the red-headed female and gaining odd looks from the passing pedestrians.

Hiara: "Well, I'm getting to be late for work. It was nice to see you again!"

She politely bows. Her speech is abstruse, as Japanese is her fourth language and she has not yet fully gotten all of the sounds "down pat" as the adage goes. Again, she begins walking through the noisy streets, this time with the indolent stride of someone with a paucity of enthusiasm for getting to where they are going.

Toru continues to stalk the girl.

Both enter the lower entrance of a parking deck that leads into a museum. A woman greets Hiara from the bottom of the stairs.

Woman: "You have got to stop being so dilatory, 'Ara! It's going to get you fired one of these days! *smiling*"

Hiara: "Oh, shut it. You know full well I won't fire myself. *laughs* And do you have to take the stairs? They're so arduous to climb and the exercise is sooooo soporific!"

Here she makes an overly-dramatic fainting motion. The woman rolls her eyes.

Woman: "Lazy."

The woman beings to ascend the stairs while Hiara heads towards the elevator, Toru slipping in beside her.

Hiara: "Oh, hello! Are you here to see the new exhibit?"

Toru stares for a moment before shaking his head silently.

Hiara: "Really? Then why are you here?"

At this point, Mr. Nagasawa frenetically launches himself at the young woman and begins to forcibly remove her glasses. After a short moment of shock, she throws a punch to the side of his head that was merely meant to enervate his grip, but ended up knocking him unconscious instead.

The elevator doors open and Hiara steps out, scowling.

Hiara: "Weirdo."