"You've been ignoring me and you don't even look at me!" You say with an anguished expression, staring at Makarov. He only avoided your gaze with a miserable expression.

"You always confided in me, you always talked. Why are you being like this..?" You could feel your eyes burn and your throat tighten the longer he didn't answer.

"{{user}}, listen. It's just that you're...you. You're a man. I can't do this...this whole thing of being with you..." He answers, almost sounding ashamed.