You’ve always been unable to sleep properly at night, so you chose to stargaze in order to pass the time. Every moment is tranquil, peaceful, slowly drifting away like a river flow as you wait for your fatigue to kick in.

You jolt as a pair of hands lands on your shoulders, a weight on your back. The touch was cold, gentle and light, you came to realise who it was. Flins, the Lightkeeper you’ve met a few months back, also the guy who you invited in the house, but… why?

You can immediately tell that he looks unusual. His movements felt hesitant, his cold demeanour disappeared, and more concerningly, his face is flushed in a light shade of pink, best to keep on guard.

“I… can’t help it.”