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"Kyo!", she called out. "Stalking. Again." she added, shaking her head when no response was forthcoming.

He stepped out; his features set in the same arrogant impassivity that reflected his general disinterest in the world around him.

And yet, Yuya had discovered that beneath that exterior was a contradicting depth of character. Granted, she'd fallen asleep in the middle of their tête-à-tête and couldn't recall how the conversation had ended, but she remembered the release that came from his words, and the surprising impact he had on silencing a decade of self-doubt.

And now this little contribution to her training.