[ There's a lesson Yoshiki learned even with his bright, exuberant, better-liked friend at his elbow: running incites chasing. That, more than any intuition about spirits, informed his measured pace.
It's apparently not a lesson this girl ever picked up, but now that they've started they can't stop. After momentarily dragging behind her, he leans into the sprint, keeping pace with her thanks to having been tugged along like this before.
Flashes of those moments spill through his thoughts as they careen forward, the film of ozone in the air plastered all the way down his throat. He swears he can hear a third set of footprints behind them, and that awful, chattering noise is picking up again - ]
She said shut up!
[ Maybe not the best use of breath, but - solidarity, or something. ]
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It's apparently not a lesson this girl ever picked up, but now that they've started they can't stop. After momentarily dragging behind her, he leans into the sprint, keeping pace with her thanks to having been tugged along like this before.
Flashes of those moments spill through his thoughts as they careen forward, the film of ozone in the air plastered all the way down his throat. He swears he can hear a third set of footprints behind them, and that awful, chattering noise is picking up again - ]
She said shut up!
[ Maybe not the best use of breath, but - solidarity, or something. ]