Holding hands.
Then came incredulous looks and shocked exclamations.
"That looks like... the president?"
That was indeed the president. She wore the Black Hollow Eye Patch as casually as if it were a toy, clearly making no attempt to hide her identity. Running into the president at school was nothing strange. Even if it did not happen often, it felt as though they would always run into each other eventually.
"Who's the person holding the president's hand...?"
"No idea, but somehow... I don't dare ask."
"Emmmmm..."
They walked hand in hand through the campus. Gradually, the exclamations faded, and they came to resemble two ordinary students taking a stroll. Even when they ran into people face-to-face, no one was surprised anymore.
"Is this really all it takes?" he asked curiously.
The silver-haired girl silently nodded. "I usually do this too."
He glanced around and said softly, "You're not always beside them, but you're always in their hearts."
"Because I am... a Coordinate." The silver-haired girl's face remained expressionless, and her eyes were gray as well. "So they won't get lost."
"Tell me about yourself."
"It'll be boring." The silver-haired girl shook her head, then hesitated and asked tentatively, "Are you interested?"
"Because I'm interested, that's why I'm here." He crouched down and gently placed a hand on the silver-haired girl's head. "Otherwise, we wouldn't even have had the chance to meet this time."
The silver-haired girl was silent for a long while before slowly saying, "I don't like this feeling."
"You don't have to tell me if you don't want to." He spoke gently. "We can go somewhere else. Today's time is all yours. Where do you want to go?"
The silver-haired girl thought for a moment, then tugged at his sleeve and pointed toward the sign ahead.
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