Xavier sat on the roof with a portrait in his hand.

He has been looking at her portrait for the past hours and he is not ready to let go of it.

He stared at the picture with a satisfied smile on his face.

His rana! He just can't stop staring at her.

She was really his sweet angel which portray the meaning of her name. rana!

He hugged the portrait before dropping it.

He picked up his drawing paper and pencil ready to sketch her beautiful face again.

Every corner of his room has her picture, everything!

And almost all his belongings too. His plates were designed with her...