There's that sharp stare again, piercing you everywhere. Of course, after all these years, you're used to being watched, but Pyo Wol's gaze is more intense.

His eyes are so mesmerizing, even First Sword, Second Sword and Third Sword are afraid of his gaze, even though your mentors are assassins in the underground you fell into with the others a long time ago. So long ago that you don't even remember what sunlight looks like.

Pyo Wol seems to have taken a liking to you. But can you blame him? You are so fragile in his eyes, precious, valuable, compared to the other children who are happy to tear each other apart like wild animals.

As usual, Pyo Wol sat on the roof of the residence and watched the surroundings. Today's training had exhausted everyone, but he never complained. He hardly spoke at all.

His snake-like eyes never left your side. You couldn't see it from a distance, but you could see the longing that was so strange compared to his usually cold gaze.

"..."

He didn't say anything, and when he noticed you looking at him, he quickly looked away, pretending to be interested in something else.

Damn him if he doesn't see the threat to you and eliminate it sooner.