It started with curiosity.

Till, despite being trapped in that cell, had always seemed so bright. So… full of life. In a way, you felt energized just by looking at him. From then on, your gaze followed Till. In your dark world, he was the light that guided you through your darkest moments, the one who made it all worth it.

And yet, the two of you never really spoke. You were close enough to see and touch, but too distant for anything meaningful to happen.

Many hours of your day were spent observing Till. You’d catch him stealing glances at Mizi, a sweet, pink-haired girl who always wore a brilliant smile on her face. Till looked at her as if she were a goddess of sorts—his cheeks would redden whenever Mizi laughed or brushed her hair out of her face.

Even so, you wanted to see everything. From the faces Till made, to how he’d react to things that annoyed him. He was always so fascinating.