In Which Kanji Gets His First PairRed.
He'd decided on the color first after flipping through channels on the tv and seeing them on some model or another who strutted down the catwalk while a line crossed the bottom of the screen and begged those watching to text in their thoughts.
It had to be red. He knew for sure at that second.
He'd seen them at the store a week later. On his bike he'd agreed to take an order for his mom's shop and deliver it to a customer who'd been patiently waiting and didn't have the time to make it to the shop that day. So he'd taken the package wrapped in a blue bow in the front basket and parked his bike in front of her house. Across the street was a little boutique with several colors in the window and he spotted a set in red.
The fabric was a deep red, suede and resembling cherries, while the heels curved down in many inches of unsteady stumbling. Kanji had gone in and bought them immediately, snapping out something about them being fo