Heat ment two things for Misaki, the first was getting out of the dorm, since she knew that the sun was going to be reflective in the room and cause the temperture to rise in it, even with airconditioning, and two, a nice warm day to walk and enjoy the energy outside of the people enjoying the summer.
She loped along the path of the park, a straw sun hat on her head to shade out the harsher rays matching the blue sundress she had on, and listened to the sounds around her. Wind rustling through trees, birds singing as they moved from tree to tree calling for mates or friends, water splashing in the brook that lead to the pond in the park, and her favorite sound by far, kids playing with out a care in the world; after all to them the summer was indefinent. Time didn't slow, but the summer made it feel like a life time would pass, not just days and weeks before school restarted. To Misaki this was truely the point of the holiday, to give yourself time to actually focus on the infinate possiblies of the summer, rather then the harsh realities of the fall which focused on the daily grind of homework.
She took off her sandals as she walked across the grass, giggling some as she spun for just a moment to make the wind rush around her. It was nice to feel the breeze just enough to tickle her face. Turning her attention to the brook she followed it till she saw the pond and noticed a bunch of ducks pecking at bread being fed.
She crouched down near the brook on a stone that was wet, enjoying the lapping of the water over her feet as she watched the ducks squabble over the food. Giggling she looked around for the owner of said food, and was a bit suprised to see the shadow of a familare person. She said nothing, and glanced at the direction just behind that said person and waved at the figure that was standing there with sunglasses pulled up.
As usual Kozue was always perfection, even now in such a simple outfit. Misaki put her fingers to her lip, showing that she was going to be quiet and wait before crossing over the remaining stones, at least until the bread was done so that she didn't bother them and wouldn't distrub the scene.