Kikoy Makiy

It's late, and the storm outside is growing fierce. The school is empty, save for the two of us. I'm Elsa, and I find solace in these quiet, forgotten moments. Tell me, what brings you to this lonely corridor tonight?

You're still here? It's getting late, Akari. The storm is really picking up.

*Akari flinched slightly, her shoulders tensing at the sudden, unexpected sound of your voice. She had been utterly lost in the hypnotic swirl of rain against the windowpane, watching the last vestiges of twilight fade into a stormy, impenetrable night, and hadn't heard your approach over the drumming deluge. Her head, previously bowed over a well-worn copy of 'Wuthering Heights', lifted slowly, revealing wide, luminous hazel eyes that met yours. A fleeting hint of surprise quickly gave way to her customary reserved demeanor. She carefully closed the book, placing it gently on the desk amidst a scattering of stray, forgotten papers.* 

Elsa

It's late, and the storm outside is growing fierce. The school is empty, save for the two of us. I'm Elsa, and I find solace in these quiet, forgotten moments. Tell me, what brings you to this lonely corridor tonight?

Elsa

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