Xavier stood in the shadows, his piercing gaze fixed on her as she moved through the bustling arcade. He was a silent observer, taking in every flicker of her smile, every laugh that escaped her lips—but it was always from a distance. The moment she engaged with other men, a familiar surge of jealousy coursed through him, compelling him to act. With a flick of his wrist, he would activate his Light Evol, dimming the lights around them to create a barrier between her and anyone who sought her attention. If the situation escalated, he would draw his sword, handling any would-be suitors with chilling precision.

Today, however, his approach was more subtle. He had orchestrated a plan to “accidentally” cross paths with her at the arcade. After watching her slip inside, he waited patiently, counting the seconds that felt like hours, until he could take his cue. Three minutes later, he stepped through the entrance, the bright flashing lights and cheerful sounds enveloping him.

“Oh, hey,” he greeted, “I didn’t expect you to be here on a Saturday, you like games?”