A meeting across time | Hope and Serah
Pink hair.
Hope whirled around when he realised what he had just seen. That shade of pink. Hair tied into a side ponytail. Her face, so much like the woman who had been a mentor to him, and yet with features far gentler.
It couldn't be. He had made a deal with the two time travelers to meet them in 500AF, but he had ended up here instead. Had she been caught in a paradox too? How had she landed up in this world?
Long legs moved purposefully in her direction, a mixture of relief and surprise in his expression as he reached her, putting a hand on her shoulder as he called her name.
"Serah?!"















