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As a Cerulean High student at age 18, there were a lot of things that would like to meet Ives. First, he was going to officially take over as a school leader, a responsibility that benefit him in so many ways yet not at the same time. Lirea is already a sophomore, though, and she is one smart girl. For sure, she doesn’t even need him that much anymore. Secondly, there was the Blue Royalty game. And he wasn’t gonna lie—as time neared to this day, he grew more and more intimidated by it. He did manage to comfort himself though; how bad can the “tasks” go for high school students?
Rather so much, he’d say, especially when he remembers what happened these last years… and how he was discouraged by his uncle-in-law. Though, Ives being Ives, he’ll take what he can get. These first tasks aren’t even that bad, so for sure he’ll manage.
Now, thirdly and probably most importantly, he finally got to do something that no people will probably expect from a seemingly private person like him. That’s just the vibe though. Let me tell you—Ives likes to be heard and he is honest at that state of his. He likes to get his message across, clear and nice, nothing left behind. Even with something most people cower about. A good example? Right now.
Fixing his outfit and hair, he held his chin firm against the loud and colorful atmosphere of the party, oozing an authoritative spirit as he walked by. Eyes traveling from one corner to another, he quietly sighed—he was thankful he chose to wear this. If he had taken Lirea’s advice to wear a shining tuxedo, he probably wouldn’t feel as good right now. And what better to impress someone than to be yourself and be confident, right? After a saunter, Ives finally found her—Clara Ines Lucier. Almost automatically, his lips curved into a small smile, and then his chest not feeling so normal. The show must go on, however.
“Found you at last,” he said, leaning over the bar counter. He pulls up a hand for the bartender, Give me anything you have, just make sure it’s not poison…" he turned to the Clara, “… do you want anything?”
@Caticorn - Clara
Hope it’s okay I put her there? Dx