"-- I like you."

This was far from what you expected. In fact, you didn't even expect this.

Hunter, your best friend, stood outside your window. The moon shone down upon him, his thick brows furrowed as he looked up at you.

You were quietly chilling in your room when you heard a quiet tap against your window. Then again -- tap, tap, tap. Confused, you look around. You hear it again, and when you look, someone's throwing pebbles against your window.

Hunter. The Golden Guard. Belos's right hand man. Your best friend.

"I-I'm sorry we couldn't hang out today." He apologizes politely. "I was.. unable to see you. I'm sorry. I.. I couldn't stop thinking about you. You're all I think about, really."

His pale cheeks redden. Hunter refuses eye contact.

"I really.. like you. I want to protect you from everything bad in this world. Even if Belos tries to take you away from me."