Pigeons in the Park | Rainbow Creative Club

In the morning, I sit on a bench.
The usual park, the usual time.

Soon, it will be time for him to jog past.
At first, it was a coincidence. It was just a break during a walk.
But just seeing him run so dashingly made it impossible to look away. I would watch his back as he ran past me for as long as I could.

Since then, I have sat on the same bench every morning.

Around me, there are always pigeons. Even though I don't bring any breadcrumbs, the pigeons gather at my feet. As if searching for something, they come a little closer and then move away again.

They are just like me. When he comes running, I find myself leaning forward. I follow him with my eyes, and when he passes, I sigh. But then, I wait in the same place again.

One day, he stopped in front of me.

“The pigeons here are used to people, aren't they?”

I was flustered by his voice as he caught his breath. Even though I always follow him with my eyes, I couldn't meet his gaze.

“These little ones are friendly.”
“Maybe it's because this time and this place are so calm and peaceful. I like it here.”
Saying that, he smiled. It felt as if he had told me he “liked” me, and I didn't know how to respond.

At that moment, one pigeon landed on my lap and looked up at me.

“They are especially fond of you. I'm envious.”

After he ran off, I spoke to the pigeon on my lap.
“Do you have a crush on someone too?”
The pigeon tilted its head and turned around.
But it didn't try to fly away. It chose to be here. Just like me.

Tomorrow, the pigeons and I will surely be waiting here again.
A small, peaceful time waiting for him—that is enough.

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