unfortunately, inconspicuous has never been elodie's middle name. not when she was trying at least. it's a shame, really, when she slides up to alex, looking obvious and attention-seeking-- which she was, of course. she very much was, but it wasn't like she wanted to broadcast that.
still, he had something she needed, craved and elodie wasn't going to let it go very easily. she was determined to get what she wanted because she needed this.
"alex, right?" it's a little obvious how she bumps his arm with hers, trying to look the picture of innocence. (a feat for the hwaseong girl.) "i've seen you on the quidditch field." sort of. peeking in on practices when she was bored. "you look good on a broom." which, wasn't a lie, but not what she was most concerned about.
"you're a prefect too, right?" someone she wanted to make her friend. her good friend. "and you speak french, you're hwaseong, you're hot, and you didn't go to beauxbatons because i would have remembered seeing someone like you around." she counts off on her fingers, glancing up at him with a coy little smile.
make friends, good friends, with the prefect, and get out of trouble. that was the goal and elodie was nothing short of an overachiever. "i'm just wondering... why we haven't spoken before."
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