I was too crazy to admit directly that I was so attracted to her. And now I'm crazily standing in front of the wooden door, separating me from him.Standing here is like being on the edge of a ravine with a flower field right across. If Courage had come as fast as lightning, I would have changed this wooden door as a bridge between me and him.He is a very wonderful person in my eyes. A man with a murderous smile that can make me feel soaring to the seventh heaven. All right, man! Wake up now!Okay ... let me take a breath of stuff for a moment...Breathe ... hold five seconds ... exhale...Well, now I should have been a little bolder – ah, no! I must be very brave.I opened the door slowly.“You have come? Come in first.”Damn it! What the hell is this?!I was stunned. How not? He stood there in front of the mirror with his signature charmer smile. I almost fainted standing up. Seeing his bright brown eyes bead staring at me from behind the mirror reflection. I can't believe I'm fall

Unsuur’s eyes blinked several times staring at the departure of the builders who were moving away. Then the blush began to run through the elemental cheeks, his face became hot and his eyes looked starry.“Oh, my god....”Unsuur cupped both cheeks, covered his face, and lowered his head to avoid the crowd. He had just noticed the builder's remark and it made his heart stop for a moment. Then suddenly his chest rumbled incoherently.“Did I mishear?”He turned to the builder. And luckily the builders were busy dancing with the other residents. Being in the middle of a crowd with low-pitched music. For some reason, only the builders are in the frame of Unsuur’s eyes."Look... he's beautiful..” Unsuur muttered. A smile lingered on his face as he continued to look at the builders.He was drowning in countless heartbeats. Unsuur is drunk with love for the builder. But insecurity keeps him stuck at a dead end. He didn't know what to do except to look at him silently. While playing with the d

This morning was much colder, more humid, and cloudier than yesterday. A gray cloud floated above the sky. A gloomy day is a great time to spend longer sleep until the temperature becomes warmer.A body under the blanket seemed to move uneasily until it finally opened itself to reality.“Ugh...”“Are you awake?”“Unsuur?” The builder coughed because he suddenly spoke right after waking up. His throat was still not used to it.“Hey, don't push yourself.” Unsuur sat on the edge of the bed while holding out a glass of water. “Drink this first.”“Thank you.”“No problem,” Unsuur smiled softly. He noticed the builder's way of drinking which seemed to him so adorable.“Did you bring me here?” asked the builder after looking around and finding that this is not his house.“Yes.”“Was I drunk last night?”“Yeah, very drunk.”Builders grimace feeling guilty. “Did I do something strange?”Instantly the smile on Unsuur's face vanished. Replaced with a confused look mixed with disappointment. “Do

“Huh…" Bianca took a deep breath."What's wrong?" asked Silverash casually."If I knew you were gonna bring me here, I'd rather not do that."Bianca would have left if only Silverash hadn't held his hand sooner. "I have something to take care of here," says Silverash. "Can you wait a little longer?"The pink-haired man glared at the lover. But how damn SilverAsh’s handsome face was able to shake Bianca’s resolve. "Tsk! Well, what can I do for it?"Silverash smiled in Bianca’s sickening way. "You can read some books here," says Silverash, damning Bianca’s hair before leaving it in the middle of a high shelf full of books.Bianca snorted, but he also couldn't resist Silverash choosing himself over the job. A Silverash is always more work than anything. It was also a fact that upset Bianca. "Once again I have been left alone!" Bianca muttered. "In the middle of these damn books? Is he kidding me?" Then Bianca reached for a book that lies nearby. He was too lazy to look for a particular

It was colder tonight than usual. The sky is covered with cloudy clouds that carry the wind from the West. The wind breathed the scent of carnations in the Western Hills. Flying leaves on the tops of the trees is also a man's platinum hair.The man was none other than Christopher Aelius Lelievre or commonly called by the name Christ. He was sitting pensively in the backyard while staring at the scenery below. Torches have been lit along the road, and this night looks brighter than usual. The city is not asleep even though the darkness has enveloped the region. That's because tomorrow is a very precious day for his family. His sister will marry and become an esteemed lady. Christ felt guilty because he became a dilemma with his current feelings."Why haven't you slept?"Christ immediately turned his eyes to the voice calling him. A long black haired girl seemed to walk closer to him."Why are you coming out now?" Christ stood up and welcomed his sister. Vivian Carina Lelievre. "It's so