Flames Against Flowing Water
For a moment, they just looked at Maya without speaking. Then silence settled between them like dust after footsteps stop.
A silence sat between them, just for seconds. Then nothing moved.
Voices climbed through the roar filling the space - banners snapped above heads, while unseen threads of energy skittered across arms like morning chills. A hush never came close.
Out of nowhere, Maya stepped forward.
A quiet look crossed her face when she tucked a blue lock out of sight. Her voice came soft, like the moment meant no more than air
"Alright… Junior Brother, let's go take our seats before the match starts."
He gave a small nod, steady like always.
"Of course."
Side by side they moved, heading for the main platform together.
Even though it was just a short walk, people still noticed them showing up. A few of the students looked their way, talking quietly between themselves. Not shouting - just low tones that carried through the air.
