Heyo. So, the third story is finally updated. Ughhh, I have new ideas for Akatsuki, so I'm gonna do those too ;)

I prob shouldn't make more stories, but oh well.

Here's some manga recommendations: all have romance

Classi9 (music)

Qishi Huanxiang Ye (historical fantasy)

Kakao 79% (slice of life)

Naui Binaneun Segye (slice of life)

Sujin no Ikenie (historical fantasy)

Geten no Hana (fantasy)

Mikado no Shihou (historical)

well, I'll stop here, for now. These are some of my favs and I hope you like them too ^^

Enjoy.

Yona's POV

"Here, a basket full of baked sweets for your grandmother, " my mother said, handing me the heavy basket emitting its warm, mouth watering scent of bread, scones, and muffins. With worried eyes, she places a smooth hand gently on my cheek. "Be careful," she says, looking at me and Hak, "both of you."

Hak nodded, promising our safe return like he was taking an oath, which made me roll my eyes. He held onto his glaive, the blade draped in white cloth to conceal it from the villagers. I eyed it for a while. It had been a while since I saw the weapon. I thought he had gotten rid of it.

Before Hak became a blacksmith apprentice, he worked with highly venerated Guards who watch over and protect the village. Not only was Hak part of The Guards, but he was the leader, the boss. Ever since Hak was small, he enjoyed fighting and had a knack for it, so it was natural for him to become the top in no time. When he was 9, he beat up the leader of The Guards. However, for some reason several months ago, he stepped down and decided to become a blacksmith. It shocked the whole town, including me, but he refused to answer why. And now that the town is in a pandemonium, The Guards were pleading his return, which he politely kept declining. He said that he had no plans on returning for whatever reason.

"Miss him? I do too" Hak said, looking at his glaive with the corners of his mouth twitching upward. In response, I pulled over my hoodie of the red cloak that my grandmother gave me, allowing it to veil just slightly above my eyes, the perfect length to conceal my blush.

After a few last words, Hak and I were off. We went to the trail that I usually used when I went to visit my grandmother. I always went alone, but this was the first time I had company.

"So, what do you think about the disappearings?" I asked. Even though Hak was no longer part of The Guards, info still cycled to him.

He tensed. " I don't know. Nothing like this has ever happened. We alerted the capital, but without any evidence they won't do anything. For all we know, they could have just ran away."

I raised my eyebrows. "Do you honestly think that?"

A pause, then "No."

I didn't think so either, but I decided to leave it at that with the silence taking over. Hak didn't elaborate, and I didn't want to push him. Nibbling on a piece of bread, I looked at our shoes, trying to match our footsteps . Since he had longer legs, he takes longer strides than me. Noticing what I was trying to do, Hak slowed down to match my pace. The tall grass bristled against my leather boots hungrily, a quiet"wush wush" sounding soothingly as we stepped over them. The sun gleamed at us softly, not being too strong. Every once in a while, the wind would grace us with its wistful presence. Animals shuffled around: the squirrels nibbled on their acorns, the birds watched us from afar with their beady eyes, the rabbits jumped away in terror at our horrific human appearance.

Soon, daylight blinked out of existence, followed by nightfall. We picked out a spot next to the running river that wasn't far from the trail to rest. After we freshened up and refilled our water pouches, we sat down on the soft grass, leaning against a tree. Our shoulders touched, but neither of us acknowledged it. After all, we were friends , and we were used to this.

"I'll take the first watch," Hak offered, his eyes closed and arms folded. The moon shone softly above us like a light inside a dark tunnel with sparkles scattered everywhere. It was beautiful. The temperature dropped, but with Hak at my side it wasn't bad.

I thought for a moment. Guilt hung above my head like a dark, stormy cloud. I dragged Hak selfishly with me...I couldn't let him do all the work. It was the least I could do.

"You sure? I can go first. I'm-"

Rustle, rustle.

Immediately, I shut up, and Hak put a hand on his glaive.

Intruder?

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