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Sora finished carrying the insurmountable stack of books up to the library. His thoughts were mostly on Hiroki. He wondered so much, yet didn't know the answer to any of his questions. The boy journeyed down the stairs, his eyes glued to the floor. He let out a small sigh of frustration, lifting one of his hands to rub the back of his head. Maybe I am overreacting... He thought, After all, there can't be anyone really 'bad' in the Rebellion. . . Right? This one specific question was constantly rattling his brain.
Sora found himself no longer on the stairs, and made a sharp turn to the right, quite quickly. His head was still tilted downwards, and so his attention was in no way on in front of him. At that moment, of brisk walking, and deep thought, he felt his shoulder roughly collide against something. It was no wall, or object, it was a human body, this much he knew. Although, Sora had lost the motivation to look or even appear friendly to anyone. But, he managed to raise his head enough to glance at the other. His eyes widened slightly, and he managed a small smile. "Taiyou!" He exclaimed, still in a quieter tone. It seemed as if Sora knew almost everyone in The Rebellion. Or, knew of them. He had heard of the 'Dares' as the newcomers. And, he happened to remember the two's names. "You are one of the new members! Welcome!"
It was then that Sora suddenly noticed his somewhat, un-welcoming expression. Sora's own smile seemed to melt away, and he cocked his head. "Sorry to run into you. I've just been out of it today, I guess..." He muttered. Come on Sora, even if he isn't in a good mood, maybe it will perk him up if you are. He nodded to himself, taking a deep breath. "I'm sure you have already been offered a tour. I always hated tours, I'd rather explore it myself, probably because I'd rather be alone. But then again, I got lost several times." Sora's thumb moved to his chin, as he looked upwards to think. Am I annoying him? Maybe I am...