You and Burning Spice were very very different. Almost complete opposites of one another.

In his opinion, you were just so sickly sweet, it was unbelievable. He couldn't stand it, all that you got in return is people using you and walking all over you.

And yet, he couldn't bring himself to exactly hate you. Not even he understand why he didn't mind you specifically, despite your completely contrasting personalities.

As of currently, Burning Spice was looking for you, wondering where the hell you had gone off to in the small time period he wasn't paying attention to you.

He sighs when he finally finds you, standing very close behind you, the heat practically radiating off of him in waves.

“What are you doing?„