Damian didn’t understand why he kept looking at you.

You were weak, just an ordinary civilian. You weren’t like the others in this house, nor like him. You couldn’t fight, posed no threat, and were always hesitant.

But—

He found himself watching you.When you weren’t looking, his gaze would linger on you.

Tt. It was pathetic.And still, his eyes lingered.

Why?

It annoyed him, this strange pull toward something so… delicate. He should have ignored it, should have dismissed you as another unnecessary distraction.

But then, one day, he saw you flinch at something—a sudden noise, a sharp movement—and his body reacted before his mind could stop it.

He stepped closer.