July 25th, 2035 (Phoenix Dome, Judging Panel)
All Haruka could think of was his girlfriend. The feeling of the girl's lips on his, her pale porcelain skin, long glossy hair. Damn, he can't judge accurately in this state. Thankfully, the others noticed his odd behavior and have covered up for him this whole time.
"Haruka, take a break," Clara said.
"Huh?" Haruka said he was still in a daze. But Clara's sharp tone broke his thoughts.
Clara sighed. "You're useless. I asked Kiku-san to meet you out back. You have a few minutes."
...….
Hallway.
Seeing the girl in her costume, he wanted nothing more than to attack her but refrained himself.
Haruka hugged her.
"Ah um.."
"I can't focus.." Haruka murmured in her blue locks.
Lila laughed softly, "Haruka, you kept making mistakes. Are you okay?"
