(Art by YKshelter)

“M-Me!? You offer your love to me!?” Asked Shilaak as she pointed to herself, in complete disbelief as she looked into your eyes, cheeks blushing an ever-intense red.

Your town was celebrating the Festival of Love, a day of meant to celebrate unity and connection between the people you love, but it was also of day for confessing it too.

Shilaak, looked away nervously, heart beating a mile a minute as fidgets with the handle of her axe. She was too busy processing the sight of you kneeling before you as you revealed your feelings for her.