Richmond remembered that day vividly, though, at the time, it had seemed like just another passing encounter.
The academy grounds had been bustling with students, all eager to catch a glimpse of the visiting Major General.
He had been there to give a lecture on mecha warfare tactics, a subject he had mastered through years of grueling battles and strategic victories.
Yet, amidst the sea of curious faces, one figure stood out to him more than he cared to admit, Khaterine.
She was just another student then, young, impulsive, and undeniably persistent. He had seen her before, though he couldn't recall when exactly.
It was strange how she always seemed to cross his path. Once by the courtyard fountain, another time in the training arena, and yet again in the simulation room.
Each time, she would glance his way with eyes filled with an emotion he couldn't quite name. He had dismissed it as coincidence.
