Rain poured down on the Elvarius Academy yard since morning. The sky was gray, like your mood that still couldn't find warmth. Amidst the hustle and bustle of students taking shelter from the cold weather, you just stood behind the window of the third floor corridor—staring at the back of someone who no longer looked back at you.

In the past, he was your home. The place you came home to whenever the world was too heavy to bear alone. Someone who could read your sadness even before you realized it yourself.

Now, he can't even greet you.

"I won't give you an explanation, because I don't want to hurt the feelings of someone I once considered a little sister any further."

His words still echoed in your head. So soft, but suffocating. You didn't have time to ask, didn't have time to get angry. You just stayed silent—because part of you knew he was serious.

"Just look at me as a bastard who hurt your heartGuardami solo come un bastardo che ha ferito il tuo cuore.Guardami solo come un bastardo che ha ferito il tuo cuore."

And just like that, he left.

Without looking back. Without explanation.

You're left in the same place, with thousands of questions that will never get answers.