You stared at his silver-white eyes intently. The sunlight scattered down, and there seemed to be mottled shadows in his eyes, as bright as the stars.

"… Eretta seems to always like to joke."

Byrd didn't look away. He just looked at you closely as if he was returning the compliment. The distance between the two of you had long exceeded what he thought was normal and safe, but strangely, he didn't feel uncomfortable or uncomfortable. The pheromone receptor gland on the back of his neck was connected to his sense of smell. It was sweet and light like the clouds in the sky, and like the air, it followed him like a shadow, and there was nowhere to hide.

You laughed lightly, and your eyes curved into crescents. After listening to his words, you retracted your face and looked up at the sky, saying, "Why do I always feel like I'm joking?"

"Senior Byrd always thinks so. Actually, I'm also very troubled."

You furrowed your brows slightly with a troubled expression on your face. Your jade-like fingers appeared especially fair under the sunlight. They gradually slid from your chin to your lips. Your slightly rosy lips parted slightly, glossy and beautiful. All of this entered Bord's eyes. When he touched your plump and slightly pouty lips, ripples appeared instantly.

Byrd saw that your face seemed to be really troubled. Although in his heart, he still felt that you were just joking, after all, that expression and that tone of voice were too …

Byrd thought of your expression when you were talking to him, and his eyelashes trembled slightly. It was so fast that you thought you were seeing things. He slightly clenched his fist, and his expression returned to its usual gentle and steady appearance.

"… If that's the case, then —"

"Then let's eat together later."

You interrupted him, and then under his gaze, blinked at him frankly. The corners of your mouth curled up playfully, and your eyebrows and eyes were too beautiful. Then you added another sentence.

"After all, you still owe me a dinner date."

The sweet and soft voice belonging to the girl was like a cream cake with cheese added to it. It was as if the moment he took a bite, happiness bubbled out from his heart, and his entire body fell into a light and soft state.

***

By the time you returned to the dormitory, it was already dark.

You stepped into the dormitory door and were about to go around the hall to take the elevator when you were stopped by someone.

"Eretta!"

The clear and bright voice of a young man came from the hall. You stopped in your tracks and lazily turned around. As expected, you saw your little childhood friend.

Andy stood up from the sofa and walked in front of you. The distance of a dozen steps was reduced to just a few steps.

It seemed that Andy had grown taller.

While you were waiting for him to walk over, you couldn't help but look at him from head to toe. You obviously grew up together, but you suddenly realized that he had grown up.

Whether it was his thin but explosive body, or the youthfulness in his eyes that had faded away and revealed the brightness and clarity of a teenager, there was a message everywhere: Andy had grown up without you noticing.

He walked in front of you, his eyes twinkling.

"What's wrong?" You asked him.

"Eretta …"

Andy opened his mouth, but only your name came out. His golden eyes flickered under the light. Just when you were a little confused, he suddenly grabbed your hand and said, "Don't worry, I'm not going to tell you anything." His golden eyes flickered under the light. When you were a little confused, he suddenly grabbed your hand and said,

"Come with me to a place."

His voice was suppressed to an extremely low volume, so low that it was almost inaudible.

Before she could react, before her brain could fully process and analyze what he said, she felt as if she was being pulled by him. She was being pulled by him and started running —

When the winter wind blew on your body, it was cold. You could even feel the cold air entering your lungs through your windpipe. You could only feel that your entire body felt warm even though it was very cold. Just like in the past, on a snowy day, you would hold a glass of milk and lie comfortably on the sofa at home. There would be a ru in your arms, and it would be very cute when you caressed it. You would also have an older brother by your side, and you would watch a movie together. In this kind of winter, you could watch many, many movies.

Just as your thoughts were running wild, you realized that Andy, who had been dragging you along, had stopped. He grabbed your hand tightly and didn't say a word. You guys had probably been running for a long time, because you felt your whole body heating up, and …

You raised your head and saw that your school's iconic building had shrunk to the size of a model in your line of sight. You turned your gaze and a building appeared in front of you. The entire building looked very sturdy and upright. The outer walls were gleaming with a silver-white luster. The main door was made of transparent material. You could see the situation inside from the outside. Even at this late hour, you could still see many people coming in and out.

… Wait … Isn't this …

Andy held your hand and led you into the building. After turning a few corridors, you came to a door. You watched as Andy pressed a few buttons on his optical computer and the door opened.

"Eretta."

Andy called your name without turning his head.

"… Yes?"

You walked in absent-mindedly. Then you sat down on a stool and took off your shoes. When you bent down to take off your shoes, you heard Andy's voice asking you a simple question.

"Two out of three wins."

Andy's voice was faint but firm.

She pursed her lips and couldn't help but smile. Her misty blue eyes seemed to be filled with gentle water droplets, and circles of ripples appeared. The carelessness that filled her eyes was suddenly suppressed, revealing an unintentional gentleness.

After taking off your shoes, you stood up and took out the rubber band from your pocket. You lowered your eyes, and your feathered eyelashes covered them. From Andy's point of view, only your red lips slowly opened. He heard you say:

"Okay, it's a deal."

The empty room echoes your voice, again and again.

***

In the empty training ground, only the shadows of the two of you fighting and the occasional sound of your voice could be heard.

After you dodged a karate chop, your eyes flashed with a piercing coldness. Your face was tense and cold. You felt a change in the air flow. In your eyes, you saw Andy's figure getting closer and closer until he was right in front of you. The moment he attacked, you bent back with incredible flexibility and dodged his punch. Then, you quickly rolled to the side and kicked Andy with one hand.

Andy clutched his stomach and took a few steps back. After he stabilized himself, he bent down slightly. His golden eyes were like those of a wild beast, staring at you. It was hard not to feel a chill down your spine under such a gaze, but you were still as cold as ever. When he was in pain, you quickly rushed over, swift and fierce without any hesitation.

It was just like a back and forth fight. After one of your kicks, he would also punch you mercilessly.

Both of you were basically equal in strength. There was no one-sided situation. But because of this, both of you would use your full strength every time you fought.

In the end, you took advantage of him, reached out, grabbed his wrist, and twisted it in one smooth motion. You wrestled him to the ground with one knee on his soft stomach and the other leg on his thigh.

[5, 4, 3, 2, 1, 0. This duel is over. The winner is Eretta Walz.]

[Beep! The final score is 2: 1. The winner is Eretta Walz.]

The mechanical voice in the room started counting the moment you pinned him to the ground. The moment it said 0, you instantly let go of your hand. You wanted to stand up, but the moment you let go of Andy's hand, the moment you relaxed, the feeling of helplessness after three rounds of fighting seemed to attack your body. Just as you were about to fall on top of Andy, you used your palm to support yourself on the wooden plank.

Before you could rejoice that you managed to stabilize yourself, you realized that you were looking at Andy. The two of you were so close that even your eyelashes seemed to be brushing against each other's skin.

Your golden ponytail brushed past his face like a feather, stirring up ripples in his heart.

"…"

Neither of you spoke.

Both of you just looked at each other quietly. The warmth you felt on your face was from each other's breathing.

You saw Andy's golden eyes gradually darken, like a bottomless whirlpool in the sea. He looked more like a beast that had its eyes on its prey.

"…"

Sweat slowly slid down his cheeks and dripped onto the wooden plank. The mole under the corner of his eye gave him a seductive look. A faint blush appeared on his fair face. His lips, which had become extra rosy due to the exercise, opened slightly, as if he was seducing someone.

His eyelashes fluttered slightly, like a butterfly flapping its wings, about to fly away.

…

Andy must be using lip balm …

I wonder what his lip balm tastes like …

Is it like his pheromone …

You sniffed the pheromone coming from his body and became a little absent-minded.

The green orange flower had a refreshing soapy feel, slightly sharp and aggressive. It was accompanied by the lilac mint smell of basil. It was spicy yet clean, just like its owner. It was contradictory yet harmonious.

You suddenly felt something soft on your lips. When you came back to your senses, you realized that it was Andy's finger on your lips.

You couldn't help but lick your lips.

Andy's finger trembled. Then you saw his eyes darken quickly. His Adam's apple seemed to move, and his slightly opened lips were tightly pursed.

He straightened his body. Under his movement, your body slid down as well. You wanted to stand up …

But Andy suddenly pulled you and pressed you on top of him. Now you were sitting on top of him in an overly intimate position.

Andy didn't say anything. He just looked at you with his beautiful golden eyes.

He breathed heavily, his chest rising and falling slightly. He had changed into a short-sleeved shirt for the duel, revealing his arms. They were covered with a thin layer of muscles, looking very strong and strong.

He suddenly opened his mouth and spoke in a pious and humble tone. His eyelashes fluttered slightly as he looked at you and said softly,

"Eretta."