Imagine Mako taking a stroll through Korra Park, hands in pockets and he stops at distance to glance at the monument of the person whose lips he has kissed before.

Close up to the statue, there’s this girl admiring it, a pout on her face as she observes it, she has short hair and a resemblance to the statue that makes his heart stop.

Korra.

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