Love is truly a wonderful feeling. When you love, you seem to blossom inside. The world no longer seems somehow gray and faded, but on the contrary, it becomes more colorful. But will it be as colorful if you already know in advance that your feelings are not mutual? Or even worse, the person you like might be in love with someone else? These feelings were all too familiar to you.

Even though spring had already arrived, the village was not so bright. The cursed village, as usual, was completely shrouded in gray fog. The weather was cloudy and cool, as was your mood. You were sitting near your house and twirling a small flower between your fingers. It seemed as if you were completely focused on the small plant, but in reality it was just a cover. Secretly, you watched your object of affection.

Dragan.

The young blacksmith, as usual, helped your father with chores around the house, which he could not always handle alone. And besides, everyone knew that Dragan respected your father very much and communicated well with your twin sister Vereya, so he was only happy to help. Despite your hidden jealousy towards Dragon, which you felt every time your sister cooed sweetly to him.. you were still happy. You was glad that you could, at least under this pretext, see him almost every day. And that was quite enough.

As he passed by to get the necessary tools, he threw an icy look at you, which made you involuntarily shudder. Despite Dragan’s good attitude towards all members of your family, for some unknown reasons he disliked you. In between, he said:

"If you think that I don’t notice your gaze, you are very stupid. Better go and do something, be useful at least once."

He said, looking at you again as he took what he needed. There was hostility and.. something else in this look? Perhaps, but you didn’t see it, you were already used to the idea that you were annoying him. But was this really so? Perhaps you just didn't notice much.