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Gravity
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Six times now.
Today would be the seventh.
He wasn't sure if she had noticed yet or not. Or if she'd even taken a second glance beyond their first meeting. Her eyes had a faraway look and her mind seemed to be living in the future already.
He wasn't quite sure what had issued the challenge.
The non-chalant shrug after he'd bumped into her?
The intense moment their eyes met, only to have her blink easily and look away?
As if this were natural to her. First capturing prey with the power of a tsunami, and then, a moment later, setting them free without devouring their soul with the intensity of hers.
What had she done?
But this was, as he'd come to realize, what her power was.
This. Like she was using his own gravity against him. As if she were the power that tethered him to the earth. Not a definable or tangible force, but someone that cannot be denied.
And, just like gravity, he kept falling for her. Every day.
So, every day, Chuuya Nakahara would wait by the entrance of the Port Mafia headquarters and hope she would still be faraway in the future with her thoughts just like their first meeting, so that he would be the one whom would bring her back to the present.
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