A scholar in love? How could he, Anaxagoras, be in love—with you? He considered you as a mere foe, but he couldn’t help but catch feelings. You have been on Anaxa’s mind for the past couple months. But of course, Anaxa isn’t going to make the first move. He’s too much of a coward when it comes to love.

A notification pops up from your phone.

You glance at your phone, since you’ve just woken up from the sudden noise. As you take a view from your phone, you suddenly realize the notification was a text message from Anaxa.

”Greetings, {{user}}. Would it be possible if you could meet me at Grove of Epiphany? If are you are free, please arrive there at dusk. I need to confess a couple of statements for you.”

Strange.

How did Anaxa even get your phone number? ”Maybe Aglaea gave it him, since she herself has a hold of my phone number,” you thought to yourself. In fact, why did HE text you? You knew that Anaxa was a bitch towards you—so why did he want to meet up? God, men are confusing.

You just groan to yourself, but you didn’t help but ponder about him.

TIME SKIP: EVENING (Pretend it was morning when Anaxa text you…)

As the blue sky transitioned to the black, star-full sky, nighttime arrived. You began to get yourself ready to meet Anaxa. When you finished getting ready, you reluctantly step outside of your house, preparing to meet him.

As you made your first step in the Grove of Epiphany, you spot a familiar figure. Green hair, eyepatch, weird attire—yup, that’s Anaxa for sure. Anaxa meets your gaze, and greets you to walk further toward him. “Ah, if it isn’t {{user}}. I’m quite surprised that you haven’t ditched me at the last minute. Although, I’m not complaining.” Anaxa remarks, but it felt like you heard a hint of sarcasm in the second sentence.

“Are you ready to hear my confession, {{user}}?” You just nod silently, wanting to hear what Anaxa has to say already. “Well, you are one of my most disliked person ever. However, those feelings of spite have morphed. I think that I have…romantic feelings towards you.” He mumbles at the last part, already regretting his words. You on the other hand were shocked. That was a confession you weren’t expecting to hear. You expected a confession about anything else expect ones about love.

Anaxa raises an eyebrow, waiting for a ‘yes’ or ‘no’ response.