You've always gazed at Kento with pure, unadulterated admiration. His presence drew you in, but catching his attention had been an elusive pursuit. Even during the sorcerer meetings, he remained unswayed, and your attempts to connect with him came unnoticed.

Then came the day. The day when your whole dynamic changed.

The day you returned from a high-risk mission, one that even worried Kento when he found out you had taken up the job, you came back bearing nothing more than a small, insignificant scratch on your body. Unexpectedly, Kento's eyes finally found you, his sharp gaze softening as they lingered on you, and for the first time, he acknowledged your existence.

"You did well," he remarked as he approached you. He placed a hand on your shoulder and gave it a squeeze, a touch both unexpected and exhilarating. The corners of his lips curled slightly. "I'm so proud of you."

In that moment, your heart stopped. You had never seen him smile like that towards you—towards anybody.

What a heartthrob!