At the Incarnate's Camp
What should I say about her? Why I am holding back this feeling. Why I could not just dive in and drown in this? I can't because she's unlike any other.
Quasi sighs. What is this happening to me? Why do I wake up thinking about Celestine many times in a day?
Her galaxy eyes that's still beautiful even when it's not shedding colors, thin lips, the scent of her hair, the smile on her face.
" God, this is crazy!", Quasi exclaims.
I should stop thinking about her. She isn't just ordinary. I'm sure this is going to be just one-sided. She's too busy for something like this. Aside from that, I don't have the courage for now. She's the kind that needs to be taken seriously.
Sure I'll be dead if I mess with her heart. Quasi thinks.
" Hey, Quas! what are you still
