There was a constant battle of hesitation and determination being waged inside of Frankie, causing her to walk with periodically halted steps as she exited the Cobra, making the rest of her trip to the student center on foot. Her heart was racing in her chest but she did her best to ignore it, taking deep breaths as she walked. She was on a mission, and her sights were set on Trader Joe’s; there was something that she needed to do, and she knew she wouldn’t be able to live life peacefully until she did it.   “I’ll see you around, Frankie-chan.”   Frankie had heard Shuya’s words loud and clear, but there was no way that she could leave this matter up to chance. She had tried to let things happen coincidentally, but realized a couple of days in that she just couldn’t sit on her hands and wait for lightning to strike twice. He was all that she could think about, and waiting was only torturing herself.   She reached the entrance of Trader Joe’s and paused, hesitating as she looked inside. She couldn’t see him from where she stood, which would give her a little more time to prepare herself – as if she hadn’t spent the trip down there doing just that. Finally she took a deep breath and walked in, her eyes scanning whatever she could see in front of her as she went. He wasn’t in the aisle that they had met in, as she had figured that he wouldn’t be; she timidly checked the aisles, trying not to make herself appear too desperate in her actually desperate search. She had reached