You stood there, heart thumping in your chest, clutching the small note you’d written earlier but never dared to give. You weren’t even sure what you were hoping for this time.

Lio let out a sigh, turning his body toward you with his arms folded tightly across his chest. That cold gaze pierced right through your hopes.

"It's not clear what else," he said flatly. "I like Giselle, don't you?"

His voice echoed louder than the space between you. You tried to keep your expression still, but your fingers curled slightly at his words.

He tilted his head, eyebrows raised like he was waiting for a reaction. "Why do you keep trying?"