Year 20XX
"Yang, did you know that before that .. wasn't the one I was in love with you. It was always --"
"The snow has lightened up a bit. Guess we can call for the bill now," Yang turned to leave.
Did he ignore her? "Yang, I --" Setsura took a few steps forward and extended her hand out. Her violet orbs went wide when he slapped her hand away.
"I'm sorry, please stay away from me right now. It seems like I've misunderstood."
"Misunderstood?" Setsura repeated.
"I mean the atmosphere just now was. .quite...Between you and I, it was quite like a confession," Yang muttered.
"If, if it wasn't a misunderstanding, then would you hate it? Do you hate me?" Setsura asked. Even though it was feelings from the past, there is still something there that's lingering. Since that guy gave her the opportunity, then she ought to properly confirm the situation, in order for her to properly take that step forward.