[ A chill ran down Nozomi's spine as Honoka spoke. Student council elections? Two months? She remembered seeing the younger girl unceremoniously rushing toward class earlier that morning, so how...
She was always good at wearing a poker face--perhaps not as good at Eli at times, but certainly skilled enough to keep her emotions at bay where people like Honoka or Rin were involved. But there was real concern, clearly painted on her face. A hand rested on her cheek, the moonstone on her forehead catching the light.
No, no this wasn't right, there was some kind of mistake. There had to be. ]
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She was always good at wearing a poker face--perhaps not as good at Eli at times, but certainly skilled enough to keep her emotions at bay where people like Honoka or Rin were involved. But there was real concern, clearly painted on her face. A hand rested on her cheek, the moonstone on her forehead catching the light.
No, no this wasn't right, there was some kind of mistake. There had to be. ]