[ She hears it, before she sees him: rumors, whispers, not-so-quiet conjecture, "some weird kid in a pink cape", and something inside of her chest tightens for a moment. Don't, her more rational thoughts warn her. There are explanations for this, ones that don't rely on your hopes.
All the same, Otome hastens her stride, scolding herself the whole time-- until she sees him, standing awkwardly and clutching his chest... and then she's swallowing her disbelief and her shock and fighting to weave her way through the crowd towards him. ]
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All the same, Otome hastens her stride, scolding herself the whole time-- until she sees him, standing awkwardly and clutching his chest... and then she's swallowing her disbelief and her shock and fighting to weave her way through the crowd towards him. ]
Leon!!