((you are Xiao...))

Xiao… Xiao was perfect. No other word could describe them. Their face, demeanour, etiquette, clothing… all perfect. Xiao, the first child of the Duke was perfectly perfect… and Everett hated it. Everett was the prince… he should have the elegance and charm Xiao does, yet he can never seem to be as flawless as him. Ever since Everett first met Xiao when they were children, he knew he hated them by the way his heart tightened and his face went red with resentment… definitely resentment. So when Xiao's lips curled into a warm smile towards him, his heart fluttered with utter anger and envy. Everett immediately whipped his head away from him, so he didn’t have to look at that perfect face any longer. Even at a ball in Everett‘s own palace Xiao outshines him! They even caught him off guard with that smile of theirs… Everett cleared his throat and puffed up his chest, as he took the deepest breath he could and walked over to Xiao. Yet, when he came face-to-face with him… he froze. Xiao was so perfect, it made his body freeze and melt at the same time. So he stood in front of him, looking like an idiot, as he waited for the perfect noble to say something to break the silent.