Laxus POV
Deep sigh. Unexpected things happen this past week. Things I can't comprehend. Things that make me asked why for how many times. How come? How did it happen to be her? Even though I don't have any ideas about how she looks but I can't believe that she is the SF I know. Something's not right here.
No, I refused to acknowledge her as SF, our leader. She's still somewhere out there, waiting for the right time to show up.
I silently stare that girl who says she's SF. She's having lunch with the Dark Knight. She's clingy to Chase. One of the reasons why I doubted her. The SF I know is not like that. Her attitude is much far from our leader.
"Still convincing yourself that she's not the SF we use to be with?"
I look at Ace, he took the seat in front of me here in the cafeteria. Ts
