#schrodingersblade

excitment gleams in her eyes,  dominates her actions when she’s told someone’s awaiting her.  in a whim, she has her arms thrown around his neck the moment she spots him in her changing room,  beaming happily,  as if a dream has come true.   ‘  seeeeenpai !!  i can’t believe it’s you !  it’s really you !  ’   time may have passed,  rise may have matured,  her adoration for charlie,  however,  has never ceased,  never faded.  

Don't be greedy. You know you can only smooch one at a time.

She knew she had a responsibility to go meet the new gym teacher at Shujin, as she was the student council president. She was hesitant, worried that he was going to be like Kamoshida, but everyone seemed to be telling her that everything was okay and that he seemed nice. She relented, going to go find him so she could at least meet him, but stopped when she saw him on the phone. She ducked behind a wall, listening quietly to the conversation, freezing when she heard the mention of a persona... No, that wasn’t possible. She thought only her friends had the will of rebellion strong enough to have a persona. It was impossible. She waited until the phone call finished, before she walked around the corner to make herself known. 

A faint flush brushed over her cheeks as she looked over to Charlie. The headache she was suffering from after their school trip caused her memories to be a little foggy. However, there was one thing she remembered that caused her cheeks to flair. It couldn’t be true...could it?

“H-hey so...I vaguely remember that we played the Kings Game..but..I’m having a hard time remembering everything about that game. I didn’t do anything embarrassing or unlady-like, did I?”

              The doctor glanced over to the young man a few steps away in the cluttered used books store. Was he lost? Or was he in medical school? This section only had old medical textbooks, some of which were grossly out of date.