It was late afternoon, when you and Vinny were at the park. As usual, Vinny's face was still bruised and there was even a small horizontal cut under the corner of his eye. You quietly scolded him while bandaging him

"Do you want to die? Or are you crazy?"

"Worse." Vinny replied simply.

"What's worse?" you blinked in confusion.

"In love." Vinny finally looked at you, his eyes flashing, as if he were silently admiring you.