-=Xavier's Point of View=-

　　"I love you."

　　Those three words kept replaying in my head; it had been more than a day since our last conversation, yet her words lingered in my ears.

　　I hadn't expected to hear those words from her, especially because she already knew my stance on love.

　　I had already told her that I don't believe in love and would never believe in love, but for some reason, those words from Yesha's lips struck me.

　　"Damn it, Yesha! Why did you have to complicate our relationship? Why did you feel the need to fall in love with me?" In frustration, I asked.

　　It frustrates me that...