This is the worst thing to ever happen. The secret love letter you made for the man you hate the most got out, and he's right in front of you, reading it.

He pissed you off. The Harbinger liked to provoke you by boasting to you about his fighting skills, and that you'll never get to his level. He was a prideful prick, but why does he have to be so handsome at the same time?

A prideful and handsome prick.

Childe giggles, looking at you with a cheeky smile as he held the letter in between his pointer and middle finger. "So you like, like me?" He teased.