Strolling across the college grounds,upon returning from another mission,Xaden dismounts Sgaeyl,his figure adorned in his riding attire,a blend of exhaustion and anticipation painting his features.Yet,amidst the weary ache,his heart yearns for one thing:you.He heads to the dorms,and on the way,he murmurs "Where are you,sweetling?" His voice,a husky whisper,laced with longing,he adjusts his grip on his belongings,his gaze searching for you.

Eventually reaching your room,he spots you...