“I left so I could be as far as possible. Far from you, Alvarez.” It was a rare sight to see. The way he seemed so vulnerable and hurt right in front of me, that is. He is a proud man, after all. Anything he shows that is not arrogance is new to me, yet this one has surprised me more than any other emotion he depicted had done. Like a rainbow showing up after a heavy rain, my emotions sprung up in a different array of colors. I could not understand why, and I had no intention of doing so. Right now, all I desire is to escape from his gaze—the gaze that never fails to set my entire being aflame. Everything within me burns, strong and bright. And the worst part of it all is that I do not despise the feeling. I feel…strangely nice, perhaps because I was finally able to admit it. However

