[center][h2][color=ed1c24]Hikari Tahada[/color][/h2][/center]

[color=ed1c24]“Ouch!”[/color] Hikari said as he jokingly rubbed the spot she punched. He noticed the smaller girl trying her best to match his pace, so he purposely slowed his stride. They walked on towards the gates, and he took in her words as they corresponded with the scene ahead of them. That woman, leaving another man to sulk and fantasize. Hikari knew women who played her tricks back home, they were all too common. Women that used their beauty to lure men into set-ups, Vander would use them from time to time. They would sweet-talk whoever owed them money, drop their guard, and Hikari would come in to handle the rest. [color=ed1c24]“I think she’s smarter than she lets on. At the very least, selective.”[/color] The image of Camilla's glare flashed in his mind, his [i]only[/i] lead that she had more going for herself than beauty, but who would know that besides him? Hikari shrugged. [color=ed1c24]“Or I could be completely wrong and she missed a perfectly good opportunity.”[/color]

As focused as he was to be moving forward, he almost didn’t register what Kohra had said. He took about two steps too many before stopping and turning back to Kohra with her hand extended. [color=ed1c24]“Oh, sorry… I’m Hikari. It’s an odd name ‘round here, I know...”[/color] He took her hand in his and shook gingerly. In this position Hikari realized this entire time he hadn’t actually looked at the girl. Her hair would have blended in perfectly with a heavy winter’s snow, minus the dirt which added a sort of charm. Hikari was the last person to judge someone’s hair. Her perforate green eyes struck him, and for a moment he found himself lost in her gaze. The shuffling of the crowd is what brought Hikari back to reality, the reality being that he was staring at this girl for [I]entirely[/I] too long without saying a word or having a clear reason as to why. He cleared his throat and looked back to their destination, seemingly no care in the world as to what had the crowd unnerved. [color=ed1c24]“Anyway, our good spot…”[/color]

Without letting go of Kohra’s hand Hikari proceeded forward and pushed through the amassing crowd of people attempting to enter the arena. He created an easy path to the arena floor, and as soon as they were in the middle Hikari withdrew his hand instantly and shoved them back into his pockets. He stared up at the area where the captains would sit, both to avoid Kohra and ponder what was next. [I][color=ed1c24]‘I know I’m not the most talented or trained here, but I have something in me. I know at least one of them will see that. I just need one hand.’[/color][/I]

[hider=tl;dr]Mr. I analyze everything can't analyze a stalker and probably pisses her off more. Proceeds to the arena floor alongside Kohra [@Databug])[/hider]