[SMILE]

So long since she had been this surprised, she jump to her feet and earned herself a loud bone crack and slight light-headed.

Mai.

She felt her waves of thoughts and emotions surging and attempting to take a downpour on her again, but she swallowed hard, trying to recall her exercises. Her fist clenched tight on the glass separating them. Her vision was blurred, but maybe that was from her breath on the glass as she tried to calm herself. So she closed her eyes.

Inhale, exhale,...

She slowly opened them again.

That wasn't Mai.

Mai never smiled. Especially not to her, and not like that, as far as she could remember.

"Aunt Azula?" Little-smiley-who-was-not-Mai said out loud.

She felt like collapsing again.

The next time she opened her eyes, she didn't know how long she was out, but judging by the one on the other side's position, it might have been mere seconds. That person's face came so close to the glass, their eyes wide with worries and shocked.

Zuko.

Those eyes and the way they sparked with emotions, hiding nothing and daring everything even in the worst of times.

But then a wave of little hand and a wide smile flashed at her.

That wasn't Zuko.

Zuko never smile at her like that, not for as long as she could remember. And unstable she might be, she was very sure Zuko didn't have a missing tooth.

This time she sat down, facing little-missing-a-tooth-Zuko, and waited.

In the years after, Azula tried her best to overlook the fact that, sometimes, Little-please-don't-be-like-Azula could pull off a smile much similar to her own.

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