"You psychopath…"
Daiyu turned around with an amused grin, "To be fair, I was really persistent- Jotou," she paused, the smile wiping itself away from her face.
Jotou's jaw hung open; behind blonde bangs, tears trailed down her cheeks till they dripped down onto the table. Her nose scrunched and her breath got heavier.
Daiyu walked forward along the long table, "Hey-"
She barely got a word out as Jotou leapt to embrace her tightly. The blonde's arms wrapped around Daiyu as she pushed her face into her shoulder.
"I, thought you were about to punch me for that…" Daiyu smiled, but it faltered. Her brows bent as she sighed—her arms went around Jotou to hug her as well.
Jotou's form heaved every breath, "I can't, believe it…" she sniffled, sinking further into Daiyu.
Daiyu closed her eyes, the jewellery she wore poked and jingled, but neither seemed to care. Her makeup watered down with her tears, "Me neither…" she chuckled in her sobbing.
