[Zero doesn't notice him right away, but he easily recognizes the hallway they were standing in. Home. Headmasters. He had done his best to avoid this house for the last year when he was home, the memories of his time here painful and unavoidable.
The quiet question that came from next to him had his attention drawn to the boy next to him.
Something did not belong.]
...Yuuri? W-
[His question is interrupted by the clatter of boots echoing from the hallway. Running. His heart skipped a painful beat as the sight of her appeared down the hall. Wearing her black school uniform, just as in the scene they'd just left, the main difference that was obvious was the hair. It was short, cut into a choppy style that fell somewhere between her chin and her shoulders. The upset she was feeling etched into her face as she ran straight to the door they were standing in front of.]