It was not exactly her that attracted his attention.
Of course, everyone would expect Kaiba Seto to say something like that. But it was true. It wasn´t her – it was the strange way she tapped her foot on the ground, not angry or nervous, more in an absent-minded way.
What did she expect from doing that?
It took him a few minutes to figure out that she, well, expected nothing. Nothing at all.
This was what surprised him. In his world, nobody ever did anything without a reason, without any sense at all. In Kaiba Seto's part of the universe (though he would never admit that it was, really, just a part of it) everything had to be at least useful.
If not, highly effective.
And there was that girl, Mazaki Anzu, sitting on the benches right beyond that extremely ugly clock, waiting for her train and tapping the floor with her foot.
Without any reason at all.
"Hey, Kaiba, stop staring at me." She raised her head.
He was confused about this. What an absurd thought, him, staring at her? And then, he realized she was right. He was staring at her.
– But then, who wouldn't? –
He shook his head. Yes, she was pretty indeed, he could think of several people who would swear she was more, she was beautiful. So what? None of his business.
He forced himself to look in another direction.
The next time he turned his head in order to check the time – of course he'd never stop working, if just for a moment, just to look at her, would he? – she was gone. A frown appeared on his face, as he realized that he suddenly had forgotten why he was sitting here, of all places, when he could be at home in his office.
Seto put his notebook away, got to his feet and moved over to the waiting car.
It was only when he was almost at home, that he realized he had, probably for the first time in his life, done something without any reason at all.