“…”

The two of you sat side by side in your dorm on the express. His back was against the headboard of your bed, your head on his shoulder. He kept quiet while you read, watching over you.

He’d never admit it aloud, but you were, by far, the most beautiful creature he’s ever seen; graceful like a swan on water. You were worth worshipping, worth waiting a million lifetimes for.

You two were friends, he reminded himself. Nothing more. Who could ever love a beast like him, he thought.