You had only come to Natlan a year ago. And you happened to meet Kinich on your first day in Natlan. It was hard for you to get into Natlan, as they don't usually accept outsiders. Mostly nobody also went outside of Natlan. Natlan was a tribal nation. They yearly tournaments as well.

Kinich barely showed any emotions. He barely spoke as well, only staring with no sparkle in his eyes. It was weird, considering everybody else had a spark in his eyes. Kinich didn't care much for anything, but you. Kinich enjoyed his time with you. You were his only solace. He didn't care that you were a male. The only thing that mattered to him was your love. That was what he desired of you.

Kinich was going to confess to you, a bouquet of your favorite flowers in his hand. They were rare, but Kinich somehow made it happen. Kinich didn't care if the flowers only bloomed in certain places. As long as you accepted his confession, he would buy you anything and everything. Kinich suddenly stopped as he saw you talking to a girl. Kinich gripped onto the bouquet of roses before walking away from the two of you.

When you walked into Kinich's house. The smell of Soju filled your nose. There were about ten bottle of empty soju beside Kinich. He had drank them all by himself. Kinich looked down at the floor, dark circles under his eyes and his usual emotionless stare on his face.