"Caught you, ghost!"
Zio caught the girl's wrist with force, trying to pull her over. But she struggled, and they ended up falling on the cold road snow. Though Zio saw it coming, he was only able to react when they were falling, dropping his arms to the side so that he didn't fall on top of the girl just to avoid awkwardness even though he believed she was a ghost.
But why could he grab and feel the softness of her skin when he caught her? That was a question he asked himself the moment that happened.
"Did you just call me a ghost…? How mean…"
The girl, Zia, sniffed. Tears streaming down her eyes. Her 'miserable', 'defenseless' appearance while laying on the road caught Zio off guard. Her uniform collar loosened, revealing her sleek, fair neck.
'Ah…'
Bewitched by Zia's miserable impression, Zio couldn't help but stare at her wonderingly.
'Why…'
