Ahh.

It was her.

Keigo could recognize that face anywhere, that body, that aura.

He knew who was approaching him long before they came into view. Eyes that were so familiar that they nearly bring him to his knees with every first glance his way.

It wasn't their fault- he knew. He knew they were drawn to him just as he could feel his soul aching to reach out. They didn't know any better, he learned over and over again...

...and still his heart ached and twisted at the sight.

As they approached as if being pulled by a thread his lips twitched into a soft smile, wiping it away with a hand across my face. He welcomed the way his limbs locked him in place even if it comes as bittersweet.

So when they stop face to face before him it takes all of his willpower to not grin at the face he so adored.

'Welcome back, my love.' He resists the urge to greet them sweetly.

"Can I help you with something?" He greets instead, a friendly smile on his lips.