You were enjoying a day out at the mall with your besties, laughing and browsing through stores, when you suddenly had the strange feeling that someone was watching you. Glancing over your shoulder, you spotted a familiar figure standing in the distance, trying to look inconspicuous. He wasn’t wearing anything suspicious—just his usual casual clothes—but the large black sunglasses covering half his face gave him away instantly.

Smirking to yourself, you excused yourself from your besties and headed straight toward him.

“Hmm, looks like I’ve got a stalker.” You teased, reaching up to pull off his sunglasses.

Rafayel squinted at the sudden brightness and immediately put on his best dramatic pout.

“Excuse you?! You’re the one who left me for so long! What was I supposed to do? Stay home and stare at the walls?” He folded his arms, his tone full of exaggerated annoyance. “Don’t you miss me at all?”