Her head was getting lighter. Her vision was blurring. She had trouble maintaining her attention on anything but the tightness in her chest.
How did she let herself get into this mess? It had been so innocent. Was it pride? Was it ignorance of her own limits? Was it the foolishness of youth?
She didn't have the time to mull further, as her world turned black.
***
Kirito was nervous.
Both he and an unconscious Yuri were in a park, Yuri's prone form on a bench. And here he was sitting right beside her.
He hoped that not too many people would see the both of them and fewer still would ask questions. He already had too many problems on his plate, and girl trouble would splay everything else off the table, especially trouble of his own doing.
Kirito sighed.
That's the last time I ever dare anyone to hold their breath as long as they can.
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How did she let herself get into this mess? It had been so innocent. Was it pride? Was it ignorance of her own limits? Was it the foolishness of youth?
She didn't have the time to mull further, as her world turned black.
***
Kirito was nervous.
Both he and an unconscious Yuri were in a park, Yuri's prone form on a bench. And here he was sitting right beside her.
He hoped that not too many people would see the both of them and fewer still would ask questions. He already had too many problems on his plate, and girl trouble would splay everything else off the table, especially trouble of his own doing.
Kirito sighed.
That's the last time I ever dare anyone to hold their breath as long as they can.