New York City, also known as the Sleepless City. One of the most industrialize cities in the world. A place where everyday is a brand new adventure, where people always seemed restless. The possibilities are endless, and it may sounds like you'll never going to get bored once you've became a part here. Four young people, different personalities, but the same fates, are about to unite and begin a brand new life, together.
Sitting at the table near the window with his roommate, the white-haired boy silently looking out of the window to watch the falling snow while enjoying his cappucino. Hikaru seemed relax though. He and Ezra had been here for about 10 minutes and they're still waiting for the two girls to turn up. Though Hikaru never admits, he is somewhat excited about this.
Yeah, both him and Ezra had been living quite peacefully until now and nothing much have happened. It has almost been 4 years since Hikaru was found and moved in to live with Ezra and he's always happy about that. He have a home, and even though both of them didn't share any blood related, he always sees him like his only family, a person who he can counts on, no matter what. Hikaru understands that both of them has gone through a lot in their lives, but they will always go through this hardship together.
Hikaru took a sip from his drink, then held his cup and watched his own reflection on the cappucino. Sometimes, he did wonder that, who is this being that has granted their wishes? It did give them what they needed in the moments that they're desperate the most. But everyone said that you have to be careful of what you wished for has their reasons. The prices that they have to pay for their wishes weren't cheap at all. However, what they didn't expect is the "gifts" that go with it.
Since Hikaru was small, he has always had his head up in cloud, dreaming that one day he will have some kinds of magic, or supernatural powers like those mages and superheroes that he always read in comics and mangas. Though when he got what he desired, he wasn't quite sure if he wants it anymore. Hikaru silently moved his hand to the tattoo on his face. He has lost everything that are meaningful to him, and it wasn't easy to move on after those trauma that he has to suffered. But he knew that he need to remember what his parents had taught him. It is the "gifts" which had been granted for them that made them special.
Around the coffee shop, people still talking while enjoying their drinks peacefully. Hikaru smiles, in the middle of the busy and energetic city, people can still find their peace. What could Hikaru possibly asked more? He looked up at the clock on the wall then stretched his arms and yawned. Hikaru turned to Ezra, both of them stayed silent since the moment the stepped into the coffee shop, so Hikaru decided to strike up a conversation.
"It's 5:15," Hikaru said, "they should be here any moments. Hope that we can get along with them."
He then leaned on the table, "Time really did fly, don't you think? It'll be 4 years since the first time we met each other next week." Hikaru said with a smile, "We've been through everything together since then, right?"