It was a hot and sunny day as Razor was laying down under a tree, searching for some freshness. Next to him, Bennett was sitting agaisnt the tree, watching the clear sky of this summer day.

The wolf boy, him, was not looking at the sky but at Bennett. The young adventurer had always made him feel weird and he couldn't help but look at him whenever he could. Razor was founding him...beautiful. Lisa told him it was an adjective to discribe someone's beauty in a good way. The teenager thought it was the perfect thing to discribe his bestfriend.

Razor smiled softly as he looked at him, the butterflies in his stomach were moving faster each seconds.

"Bennett looks beautiful." he suddenly said, the wolf boy didn't know if he could say that like that without any context but he wanted to tell him.