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“it’s fine, didn’t a warning out that i was comin’ around again anyways." surely that alone was an outstanding comeback. catching people off guard, reactions were all different from one another too. hana finds it amusing, laughed out loud when seeing it with her own pair of eyes as well. though, she finds too many things worth laughing about anyways.
hissing between teeth that gritted within each other, her eyes showed off a small glare of annoyance to his direction with her vision resting elsewhere. an angle where he wasn’t at, where she couldn’t see him. “welcome back to you. wonder where you’ve been hiding.”
per usual, leo was known for disappearing without a word. hana picked up the habit recently too though she was considerate enough to tell people they’ll meet once again in the future when the timing is right. it’s been what, half a year? hana’s constantly surprised that she manages to bump into leo somehow.
He didn’t either; Leo comes and goes, much like everyone but he’s probably the reason why most of his friends are skeptical of his comeback because he always, always leave, and even if he stays, he leaves. He doesn’t mind if Hana thinks of him the same way, he left her, almost every time when things are slowly getting better, especially for them both, Leo would always do it, he would go without saying a word, and that’s probably the reason why Hana had been too distant to him lately—or more like, every single time.
“Anywhere, where life takes me to.” His tongue swipes along his bottom lip, thinking thoroughly as to what he should tell her. It feels like they’re strangers again, he only knows her by name without knowing her identity. She knows him by name as well, but his whereabouts, no, not even what he’s doing for quite a while. After their first sudden departure from each other’s lives, Leo knew that he would end up coming back without letting her know what happened, not even the reason why he needed to go, and the list can go on and on, until that day where they saw each other again. It is possibly fate, coming to tease him about life and all those flowery symbolisms that he had grown to hate by letting him meet her again but Leo should know better that one of them, sooner or later, would have to go.
“How have you been, little girl?” The name that he took upon their first meeting, as best friends, was that, and he took it over until it felt like he needed to say it over and over to assure himself that she’s real, that she’s there. “It’s been a while, hasn’t it? You grew an inch yet?”
