Her affectionate kiss left me no time to think about it. Anyway, since she's not afraid, what am I afraid of? Then I'm too unmanly. After all, the kiss had to be different. I stopped. Perhaps, she realized my thoughts and said nothing more.

Silently, I took her to the stairway and waited quietly for the elevator to arrive. She smiled and waved at me in the elevator as if she were relaxed. The golden mirror elevator door separates us from each other in two spaces, leaving only my mirror on it.

My world lacks a gentle perfection.

I went back to my room quietly.

At the door, I took...