Ahri noticed with a curious pang that her friends had their jaws drop at the sight of whatever was behind her. She turned around hurriedly to notice a boy that she didn't recognize, with a tie and black cardigan, and black school trousers. Strange, he was wearing school uniform. She smiled a little at him, looking up. He was a lot taller than she was.
"Oh, um... Hello." She took a moment to breathe. Shyness was getting to her, but she swallowed the bile in the back of her throat and allowed herself to smile once again. "I guess I was, I thought I saw you at the back of class." She shrugged and looked at the ground, before flicking her eyes up to meet his. His eyes were a very pretty colour, hazel with a hint of green. They made her 'melt', and she became very lost in them. She held her breath, and broke away, looking down again, before blushing a bright pink.
Just then, as she was talking to him, did everything finally crash and burn around her. The wind that was rushing through her blonde hair suddenly settled down, like somebody that had been playing with her hair had just set it down gently. The laughter of the girls behind her stopped suddenly, and Ahri looked behind her to see her friends looking exactly the way they sounded - like they had stopped mid laugh. Confused, and slightly frightened, Ahri looked around her again, before placing a hand on her friend's arm. "Natasha, what's going on?" She shook her gently when she made no reply, and didn't even appear to move even when Ahri shook her. She looked back around to face Ryan. "What - What the heck is going on?" She stepped out of the crowd a bit, her heart beating fast. And that's when she saw the man on the roof.
Black eyes.
Her dreams raced through her head again. He had black eyes, just like the man in her dream - he looked different than in the dream, but those eyes were the same. Ahri shuddered, and suppressed another flinch. And then he seemed to offer them advice.
"This is where you run."
What?
Ahri stood still, frozen in place, before looking up again. She could almost hear the pendulum on the grandfather clock ticking. Her heart thudded in her chest, and she raised her voice, ignoring the knots and butterflies in her stomach.
"Why the heck should we?"