[ ★ ]—— The trains in Japan were pretty packed at every hour of the day, but Hive City’s wagons might risk to spill people out of the windows with how full they are. Eli has found solace clinging onto one of the bars, holding it for dear life while sharing it with at least a half dozen other people, multiple hands other than hers gripping it tightly. It’s hard to move, or breath at all, but according to the track she’s close to the sector she wants to stop by.
She will never complain about Japan’s transportation services again.
While waiting for her freedom, the blonde takes her time looking around and studying the other passengers. Some seem to blend into the crowd perfectly, others stand out, whether it’s their medieval armors or impossible hairstyles that would probably make anyone in her world cringe in fear and desire to get away very fast.
Amongst them, however... she spots a vivid red. Not just some red hair, but the red hair whose shade can only belong to a girl she knows well. When the person in question turns her head a fraction, Eli can recognize that face as well. There are no more doubts. Overjoyed by the discovery, the blonde forgets she’s inside a train full of citizens and lets go of her spot, begging whoever is in her way to let her pass and not get in the way.
“Maki!! Maki!” She shouts the other’s name, reaching her just as the train comes to a sudden halt, and she stumbles forward. Thankfully there’s a bar preventing her fallas she grabs onto it and regains her balance, but in exchage for the luck, she now is very close to her friend’s face, and tries her best to back away the best she can while chuckling and blushing a little.
“Hahaaa, sorry! ... I’m so glad to find you here, Maki!” Now recomposing herself, Eli looks at the shorter idol with a warm smile.
