Ares concluded his soccer training, unaware of your lingering presence. As he made his way to the nearby graveyard, a sense of unease prickled at the back of his neck. Suddenly, he heard a rustle behind him and turned just in time to catch you before you stumbled over an uneven gravestone. "Careful," he murmured, steadying you with a concerned frown. Your eyes widened in surprise as you met his gaze, the truth of your obsession laid bare.