Yun Zhao's POV

"Zhao! Wake up!" I heard a male voice echo through the bush. I stood up, and saw myself in the bush. What happened?

"Uhh... Balmond? Is that... you?" I said.

"Oh no. I am Freya." The berserker said sarcastically. "Obviously it's me!"

"What happened?" I scratched my head.

"I should be asking you that." He said to me as he hoisted me up to my feet.

"You have great wounds." He told me. I looked at my reflection in the water. From my face, I knew exactly what he meant. When he says great, it is not exaggerated. It's that great. I was covered by wounds from head to toe.

"Oh yah... right..." I said as I remembered everything that transpired in the battle. I groaned and pressed my temples. Freya... yes, I saw her.

"Well, let's get going champ." Balmond said as he assisted me to our base. I felt the soothing aura replenish my strength and energy. We entered the portal back to our dormitory, and went to my room.

"Huh..." I sighed as I picked up a picture frame. Those were my happy times. My happy times with her. She completed my day, made me smile, and assisted me in everything. Freya... that's how much she loved me. And as for me?

I was an asshole.

I can't even believe myself when we broke up. I placed my own selfish needs over our relationship. I desired glory, honor... and neglected her.

Flashback

"Zhao!" Freya approached me, holding a box in her hands. "I baked you a cake!"

"What for?" I asked, a bit interrupted from my work. I was on the way to the battle, with Saber. But with him seeing Freya, Saber sped up to the portal, telling me to meet him there.

"Oh nothing much!" She said cheerfully. "Just to add sweetness to your day. You must be tired of fighting so much."

"Oh well... I uh... am going to a match?" I said. Her smile turned to a frown, but nevertheless, hid it. "I will eat it later."

"Okay... it's in your room..." she walked away, going to the east wing, as I sprinted my way to the match.

After the match, I was in the locker room when I heard Freya's voice.

"Hey... you must be tired." She said, handing me a glass of water. I took it, and drank it all in one gulp.

"Sure I am..." I commented. "Nana kept on throwing her magic boomerang at me."

"Well, maybe you should try to assassinate her, eh?" Freya said. "Although she has an advantage of range, you have more advantage if you are utilizing the turrets. Flip her."

"Yeah..." I said, quite tired.

"C'mon, let's get you to bed." She assisted me on leading me to my room.

When we got there, she helped me to go my bed. She hugged me and pecked me on the cheeks.

"Good Night, babe." She said before letting go of me.

"Yah... Good Night." I said after the door shut after her. When she was out of earshot, I stood up and checked on my schedule.

"Match tomorrow morning." I said to myself. After taking a quick shower and changing, I went back to my bed.

However...

The moment I woke up, I did my morning routines, and got to the portal first thing in the morning.

I did 3 matches in a row, and took a break after that. I went to the locker room, only to see Freya there. She dressed up real good, her hair flowing through the wind. She approached me and looked at me head to toe.

"Well... that's something I didn't expect to see today..." she said awkwardly. I looked at her, confused.

"Oh why not?" I asked her.

"But never mind that." She brushed off my question.

"So... where do you plan to go?" She said, sighing. I am totally confused. What's with her?

"To battle?"

"W-wait... to battle?" Freya stuttered.

"Yah something wrong with that?" I asked her, quite annoyed. Gee, she goes to these, I'm pretty sure she knows what a battle is.

"D-don't tell me..." she kept on stuttering. "Y-you..."

"Damn it, get to the point! If you don't have a reasonable excuse, can you please move over, because I need to pull up my rank?" I accidentally raised my voice. However, her eyes shaded, and tears came out of it.

"So what? Are you going to tell me?" I shouted before I felt a stinging sensation on my cheek. I only noticed it a few seconds later.

She slapped me.

"Wow. I can't believe that you forgot what today is." She said. She laughed sarcastically. "You forgot what today is?!"

"W-what do you mean?"

"Oho. Why? Are the memories of dragons too cloudy?" Freya said sarcastically. "It is our anniversary... and you actually forgot."

"Wait, sorry-"

"Oh no. I see you prioritize your rank over me." Freya turned around. "You can go to your match now."

"Wait up, Freya!" I said and turned her.

"What? Aren't you late?" She said.

"You know I have a lot of matches, right?" I explained. However she just turned around me with a horrendous face.

"Well, if you put work over me, I think I have no room in your heart." She cried, before sprinting. "Good bye, Yun Zhao."

End of Flashback

Ever since that day, she became rather cold towards others. She still puts on a beautiful smile, but I can tell it is just to cover the hurt feelings she was enduring.

Because of me.

I also heard that she was really furious during battles, saying that whenever she slams her halberd, she would occasionally whisper curse words or say my name. I regretted leaving her. I regretted neglecting her.

Now, there is no one to welcome me back from battle, no one to make me delicious food, no one to...

Love me.

But I still love her..

"Zhao!" Layla waved her hand in front of my face to keep me good. I pressed my temples, and annoyed at what she did.

"What?"

"You were spacing out. Gee..." she said as she turned to Rafaela, who was busy healing us.

"Hm... you need to sleep now. Go on." Rafaela said as she asked Tigreal to accompany me to bed.

Layla's POV

"What's with him?" I asked Rafaela, who was tending my wound on the knee, the one caused by the cute gunner a while ago.

Wait, cute? Where did that come from?

"You know, if you're fantasizing about the enemy marksman a while ago, you should just tell him." Rafaela said as she wrapped my knee in bandage.

"Wh-hat? Who said I like him?" I said as I blushed, but she just brushed me off.

"Really? You were looking at him the whole time." She stood up and helped me up.

"I don't like, nor love, nor harbor any romantic feelings for... him!" I complained and walked away. "I'll go take a walk."

I walked down the streets of the Land of Dawn. I walked to Rose Garden. Well, here, roses are very abundant, considering that Dawn was called rosy fingered. I entered it, and looked at the amazing collections of all types of roses. However, there is only one in the middle, the most special one.

"The Rose of Eos." I heard a voice say as I smelled the rose's captivating scent. I turned to see the enemy marksman a while ago, leaning on the floral arch. He smiled at me and walked towards me, making me blush.

"H-hey... never caught you there." I stuttered, attempting to hide the blush forming on my cheeks.

"Well, I didn't expect you here either." He smiled at me, and I can feel my face about to pop. I quickly turned my attention to the rose, just to divert my attention. And one more... the rose... was it just.. glowing?

"Hey look! It's glowing!" He said. What's so special about that?

"Does... it mean something?" I asked him. However, he just looked away from me. I swear I just saw a hint of red forming on his cheeks. Well, he's... just... cute.

"Legends say that if it glows, it has bound two hearts." He looked over the flower arch. I blushed, thinking that the two hearts he was talking about was... ours.

What? Thats' so ridiculous.

I was embarrassed too much, so I think it's time for me to leave. I turned to him, who was looking at me, as if I was a statue in the museum.

"Um... hello there?" I said as I waved my hand in front of his face. He gasped, and turned to me, his face red. Super red.

"Uh... what?" He said.

"I'm going so... bye?" I said, awkwardly. C'mon Layla, it's just Mr. Cute/Handsome Gunner there, so no need to be shy. Besides, you just knew him.

"Wait! Never caught your name!" He said just as I was walking down the flower arch. I turned back to him, and went back.

"Layla." I said as I held out my hand. He took it greatly, making me blush.

"Clint." He said as he ruffled his blonde hair.

"Well... uh... mind if I tag along?" He asked me. Oh no. I am in big trouble.