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As expected, Leon was already on the ice.
She put her bag down on a seat and quickly switched to her skates. Looking down in order to not trip with blades on her feet, she noticed that there were quite a lot of skating marks on the ice.
How long has he been here?
Her curious eyes looked around; her form stiffened upon seeing double parallel lines carved into the ice. She was more than a little familiar about ice skating and the lines that came from them.
No move could allow a single person to make double parallel lines.
That had been the first time she passed Sora during morning practices. Before today, they rarely ever saw each other. Since Day One, they've mixed as well as oil and water. Although Sora tried to befriend May from time to time, the invites were decreasing with the increasing venomous confrontations that May brought. Sora tried not to get in her way as of late, no doubt tired of the negativity.
Now with May's growing attraction to Leon and Sora's sudden presence around the reserved performer, she was even more inclined to hate the supposedly friendly girl.
That witch…Her jaw clenched. Is that why she was leaving right now?
As May followed the lines, her excited mood quickly deformed into something sour especially since the lines rarely strayed from each other. Has he fallen under the spell of that fake smile again?
The redhead had most everyone fooled, but not May.
There was just no way someone could be as friendly and smiley as her without it being some sort of a front for an underlining slyness and an overall lowlife. It just made May even more disgusted with her.
He's got to be challenging me. She deluded herself. He wants to keep me on my toes.
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After practicing, Leon left the main building.
He caught the tail end of the last performance at the Kids' Stage and he was honestly a little aggravated by that. For some reason, May had wanted to go over the beginning number. It made him wary that she felt like she wasn't on the top of her game, and upon recalling her loss of focus during a show last week, it seemed like the extra practice was necessary.
Though, he really wished that she could do it with someone else.
"You were late," came Sora's teasing voice from behind him.
He turned around and waited for her to reach him. "May wanted to practice a scene."
"Oh." She shifted her bag's strap on her shoulder. "Are you two adding in a new move or something?"
"No."
She blinked at the one word response. When he offered nothing else, she started to walk back to the main building. He followed a half step behind, content to just take the time to walk over. The autumn season was coming so the air started to grow chilly even with the sun out. She pulled her light jacket out and shrugged it on as they walked.
"Thank you for earlier."
He tilted his head towards her and watched as she pulled her red hair out from her jacket. The color was not something he'd expect for a Japanese woman, having mainly seen black haired women of that ethnicity, but he could not see her looking the same with dark hair.
It just didn't seem right.
Though, I'm hardly one to talk.
His extremely light hair was strange in general. But he didn't dislike it; being someone who liked to be distinguished from other people, the color did the work for him. Never has he been confused with some other performer solely based on looks. His nickname helped to cement the memory, he was sure.
How could someone confuse that nickname with any other person.
There was no pride in that thought, but there was no shame in it either. It was as if he were stating a fact, a tidbit of trivia about himself that was both separate and a part of him.
He refocused on her hair, the topic of his nickname easily tired him.
Red hair definitely suits her.
"It was no trouble," he finally replied to her gratitude.
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