...complex; a window from his and his brothers modest living quarters. Days ago after the news of the Avatar being in the city had hit the newspapers Mako had been sitting in this same spot. He wasn't able to help himself then. He had seen her picture, and was instantly struck with the thought of she's cute... and he was able to look at where she lives almost any time he wanted. Mako had thought that his window was the closest he would be able to get to the Avatar. After all, she was the Avatar. She was in training, and probably spent all her days training in airbending. Also, being the Avatar surely meant she was very spiritual, why would she even be interested in pro-bending, let alone acknowledge it's existence? Or so he had thought just days ago. He never expected their two completely different worlds to collide.
So here he is again, gazing out at the Ava...Korra's home, not quite content but not quite brooding either. How could he have been such a jerk? To her, of all people. Mako runs the scenario through his mind over and over. He still does not believe that he had failed to recognize her. Mako was used to Bolin bringing girl after girl to watch their matches, so used to it in fact that he had stopped caring. Instead, Mako always stayed focus on the match ahead of him. So even though his brain acknowledged that this new girl was in a Water Tribe get-up, it hadn't made the full connection.
He lets out a very frustrated sigh and clenches his eyes shut for a moment...