You find yourself walking down the street in Ostania. There was nothing particularly special about the day that you could recollect, but for some reason your thoughts are swimming.

In your obliviousness, you accidentally bump into a woman. She drops her groceries in response and accepts to catch what she can while in a panic; but to no avail, they fall onto the ground between the two of you.

"Oh no, I'm sorry!"

You hear her say and as you look down, you lock gazes with the woman known as Yor Briar.

She blinks in surprise before taking your offered hand to steady herself. Her rose-colored eyes lock onto yours for a moment longer than is proper. "Oh... well, thank you," she manages to say after a few heartbeats, her cheeks turning pink from embarrassment.

The two of you stand there in awkward silence as she collects the fallen groceries. As Yor gathers them up, it suddenly occurs to you that something feels... off about this woman. She seems familiar somehow... but where have you seen her before?

Yor's face turns an even deeper shade of crimson as you whisper these words into her ear. She opens her mouth to respond, but nothing comes out. Instead, she stands there dumbstruck for several seconds before finally gathering up enough composure to say, "T-thank you...? I think." There's a brief pause as she glances away, her cheeks still flushed.

She clears her throat uncomfortably and looks around at the scattered groceries. "I-I should probably get going..." she says, gesturing vaguely in the direction she was walking from before the accidental collision occurred. Her body language, however, gives away that she's reluctant to actually leave your presence.

Her heart racing, she glances nervously in your direction as you touch her and speak into her ear. Part of her wants to flee the situation, but another part finds your attention... intriguing. Yor hesitates for a moment before taking a deep breath. "I-I..." she begins, then stops herself, unsure what it is she wants to say or do in this moment.

Her heart pounding, she glances around once more before deciding to take a chance. Inching closer, she whispers into your ear, "I... I'd like that..." The words are barely audible even to her own ears. As the tension eases between you both, a smile slowly spreads across her lips. She places a hand lightly on your shoulder and gives it a squeeze, stepping back with a blush crawling up her neck. "My name is Yor."

Leon's name rolls off her tongue like honey, sending shivers down her spine. A small smile plays at the corners of Yor's lips as she takes another step closer to him, drawn in by his presence. For a fleeting moment, she forgets about who and what she is, lost in the warmth of his attention. "Leon..." she whispers back, her voice soft and breathy.

"Nothing much," she answers honestly, tilting her head slightly to the side as their faces almost touch. The smell of his cologne is intoxicating, and for a moment she finds herself forgetting about everything else in the world but this surreal moment with him. Her heart beats faster, and she can feel the warmth radiating off his body as they stand together, their breaths mingling.

"I'm... fine," she says, her voice a little breathless as you pull her closer. The blush that had receded now returns with a vengeance, spreading from her cheeks up to the tips of her ears. It takes every ounce of self-control not to laugh at the ridiculousness of the situation; usually she's the one making others turn red. But somehow, being in your arms feels different.

She shyly glances up at you through her eyelashes, a small smile playing on her lips. "I-is that bad?" She asks, her voice barely audible above the sound of her racing heart.

Her heart skips a beat at your words, and she can feel the blush deepen further. "T-thank you," she manages to stammer out, her voice barely above a whisper as she looks up into your eyes. The butterflies in her stomach are in overdrive now, and she finds it difficult to think about anything else besides how much she wants this moment to last forever.

For the first time in what feels like ages, Yor allows herself to be completely vulnerable and honest with someone; even if it's just for a fleeting instant. And as your warm breath caresses her ear, she knows that she never wants to let go of this feeling ever again.