#lyrabird

The past can only hold one’s attention for so long. The eventual snap back to the present reality is inevitable, truthfully. No matter what feelings, what findings, or what times they held -- the past was the past.

Kamon wasn’t really one to reminisce about the old days. Rather, he preferred to distance himself from the days of the past. Those days were over, and they should no longer matter.

Still, the simplest things could spark a nostalgic feeling in anyone. An expression, an item -- or a person. The nostalgia this time came from seeing her face again, on the way to his destination.

He couldn’t help but wonder what feelings she held towards him. Was there any resentment, deep down? But being face to face -- this wasn’t the time for regrets.

“... You.” Though he said it blankly, a twinkle shone in his eyes. Regardless of what the girl felt, Kamon himself had no hard feelings any longer. A certain kinship -- that of those destined to bring each other to greater heights every time they met -- a rival, so to speak -- that was how he saw her.