White Moonlight

By the time Son Gohan arrived, West City was bustling with weekend crowds and traffic.

He found a spot beside the fountain and watched the jets of water rise and fall as he waited.

Before long, a figure emerged from the crowd.

Videl approached from the south.

Her long, silky black hair was tied in a lively ponytail today, swishing behind her as she walked.

She wore a simple white gauze dress with a silvery-white sash around her slender waist. The hem fell just above her knees.

It fluttered gently in the breeze, revealing her slim, shapely calves.

Clean white sneakers and short white ankle socks left a glimpse of fair skin above her shoes.

Slender arched brows, clear dark eyes, a straight nose, and full, soft pink lips.

Together, they gave her an innocent beauty with a spark that was hard to look away from.

Son Gohan's eyes lit up.

He was used to seeing her in training clothes or her school uniform.

Today, she looked like a first love straight out of a dream.

Videl seemed to notice him looking. Their eyes met, and something hard to name stirred between them.

Videl spoke first, her voice softer than usual.

"Gohan, have you been waiting long?"

"Not really. I just got here."

Son Gohan stepped forward to meet her.

That simple white dress left him unsure what to say.

He held back some of his usual casual manner, though he still couldn't keep quiet.

"You look beautiful today. Like a dream come true."

Videl smiled and turned her head shyly.

Then she picked up the thread, looking him in the eye with a tone that was half playful, half serious.

"So, Gohan, am I your dream girl?"

Son Gohan paused.

Then he smiled and gave her a straight answer.