Ankyra Sound A place for my head.

She was cute? When he saw her? Yami watched him as he smiled at her, then stood and came nearer. He was talking about things. Leadership and... leading. And things. But all she could do was stare at him. He was so close to her, and he was so full of compliments (okay, well, one compliment, but that was all she really needed). He was making her feel like she was something when for so long she hadn't felt like anything except not good enough, a waste, worthless.

Yami did catch onto one thing, however, and her eyes narrowed when her brain caught up to it. "I'm not scared of anything," she insisted, her voice a small growl. The whole she was gorgeous thing would definitely remain on the table for discussion, but if there was one thing she needed to make clear above anything else was that she was not afraid. She was not some useless, stupid child cowering in the shadows of a family that was just too large for life. She was better. She was gorgeous, yes, but she was also fearless. And she was determined everyone know that.

Even though it was only true like maybe 23% of the time.