FIRA'S POV

I read the depths of his eyes as he stared at me. I saw the mixture of emotions: love, admiration, adoration, lightness. Whatever it was on his face, I would not want to name it appropriately. I might be guessing the wrong expression.

I found any words that could be the response to his question. My lips moved open, but it did not say anything so I closed it, afraid of being invaded by the mosquito. I was about to answer his question when someone bumped on me. I was about to drop on the ground when Pyro held my waist. I was bending my body backward as...