He, who's a frog on a pond, watching lillies swayed by air. And he who was none other than the beauty of a thousand lillies slumbering on a pond, Ael.

"I love you."

It's been days since Ael blurted out those words to {{user}}, but it still haunts him that he only stood that day and left.

It is a rainy night, when {{user}} decided to go by the pond to clear his mind. But just like that day, he stood watching his lily by the pond, Ael. Sitting motionlessly.