Electra's POV
I leaned against the wall outside my bedroom door, with my arms folded and eyes on my phone screen, pretending not to be annoyed even though I was.
I'd been waiting for a while now, and Yura was already running late. I had a million things on my mind; the tournament was tomorrow, and I should've been resting or reviewing my form, but no, I was here, waiting, because I'd promised Yura we'd talk to her sister before the tournament.
I sighed and shifted my weight to the other foot. The hallway was quiet. Everyone was either in class or running around, pretending they weren't stressed about the biggest event of the year, and here I was, standing around like I didn't have enough pressure on me already.
Yura finally showed up, hurrying down the hallway with her usual calm but slightly worried face. I straightened up and slipped my phone into the pocket of my hoodie.
