It was the faintest scent in a crowd of humans -- something like a funeral, something like home. His feet lead him to her; he follows the trail mindlessly, almost running into a pole once or twice, and before he knows it his nose is pressing against a shoulder, and only then does he blink and step back. What he sees pleases him, and immediately, a bright grin graces his lips. "TRIN!" He resists hugging her -- only just. "Wh -- I -- Trin, oh my gosh -- HI!"
her eyes encompass a corridor full of students – pushing and shoving to get to their classes on time, conversing freely, overall indulging in campus life. she wasn’t one to stick around after her schedule came to a close, and thus, the woman eagerly collected her things and carefully slipped through the crowd toward the exit. before she could make it, however, a family predicament occurred. she stopped in her tracks, glad, at least, that the mass had cleared (somewhat). turning around, trinity raises her eyebrows at the male. “hello, rin. how are you?”