Being done with Alaric, Yuna then turned her head to Enyo.
The girl was looking at her with bright eyes, making Yuna flinch.
She wasn't very comfortable with that kind of stare, though she ignored it as best as she could, consoling herself that Enyo had always been weird.
"Enyo,"
Yuna called.
"Ummm… Yuna, my friend."
…Friend, huh.
Yuna didn't want to be friends with novel characters, but she swallowed back any confrontation, remembering Enyo's strange personality.
It's okay,
Yuna consoled herself.
She didn't remember—or even keep in touch with—most of her high school classmates after graduation. Even those she hung out with daily eventually went their separate ways to pursue their own careers and subsequently lost contact overtime. Life had always been like that, and Yuna didn't think this time would be any different.
