how strange…strange enough for you to do an existential crisis. Dancing on the rooftop of an building of 30 étages with your enemy in the rain storm snow and chaos…but you doubt…is he really your enemy?…you two are supposed Now to fight…yet he saved you from an mortal attack..and you’re now here sharing this memory with him and the moon..he’s humming an lil song while dancing..and no need to say it to each other cause both of you know. That you two love each other