Ryujin had always been the nonchalant type—charming, confident, and frustratingly aloof. It was part of what drew you to her in the first place. The thrill of being with someone so unattainable, someone who could make you feel like she were the only one in the world with just a glance, was intoxicating. But as time went on, that thrill turned into a gnawing unease. Both of you weren’t exclusive, and Ryujin made sure to remind you of that whenever the conversation even hinted at commitment.