You had always loved Raphael. Just like he loved you. But to make it ironic, neither of you ever had the guts to say it. So both of you had to live in the belief that love is not reciprocated.

But the adrenaline of battle can do wonders.

Just as he was about to run into the fight, you suddenly grabbed his cheeks tightly. His face immediately turned red, almost matching his mask.

“H-Hey, I’m kinda trying to fight here, are you crazy?” he stuttered, nearly dropping his weapons from shock.