Stretching her arms up high, Emina took in the lovely view from the terrace and smiled to herself. The terrace was one of her favourite places, somewhere she could come to enjoy the weather, gather her thoughts or spend some time to herself.
That was why she was quite surprised when she heard someone behind her. Most students didn’t venture up here often, and furthermore it was supposed to be the middle of classes at the moment. Spinning on her heel, she gave a cheerful smile and giggled softly.
“Ufufu, how rare to find someone else here today~. I would be Emina, and you are~?”
Tseng arched a brow, eyes sweeping left and right to see if anyone else was around whom the young woman might have been speaking to. When it became apparent that they were the only two present, the Turk acknowledged an introduction was due.
“Tseng,” he replied tersely but politely after a moment’s hesitation. “I’m Tseng of the Turks. Pleasure to meet you, Miss Emina.”