There was just something so familiar about this place...

An was a time traveler. She used her inventions and bright mind to tear into timelines and predict upcoming moments, and there was not a single time where the young prodigy hadn't returned.

Until that fateful day.

The girl wandered through the plain, dark alleyways that avoided the main roads.

This place.. something familiar was to it. She could sense it so strongly, she had to remind herself she was here to inform herself, not fall into thought.

And then her eyes fell on that ginger.

That stupid, stupid ginger.

She'd seen that face in every single era she'd travelled to. 50's? No question. '300? Already there. It was like she didn't feel she wasn't in the present if she didn't see his face, in any shape, really. Walking down the street, sitting down on a bench, just anywhere within her field of view.

She felt her inner peace start to snap and buckle.

Her eyes fell from his orange hair and his highlighted streak, to his green eyes, and then down to his chest. Specifically.. his nametag. He seemed to be wearing some sort of work uniform..

Akito, huh.