I was usually so well kept together... I could hide anything from anyone... I've been through so much in my life and still managed to smile... Every day at everyone. Why should this be any different?

I guess I just grew tired of it. I finally broke under the pressure. Why should I keep being innocent and doing good things when I get nothing but hurt in return? Why keep wearing the mask and pretending I'm still alright? At this point... I was even breaking down at work... I had been lucky enough that no one had found me broken down yet.

But, of course, Seto was catching on. When he began to worry, so did the others... When did I stop hiding the pain I was holding on to? Was the sorrow just plainly written on my face? It wasn't long before I had finally been caught—I had to get it out...

When Mokuba found me, I was completely intent on going through with it... With giving up my innocence... My virginity. With letting go of this purity and just giving up on being who I was. But even Mokuba couldn't let me change who I am...

"I'm not the man you love... "

So what? No one has ever loved me... So why should I wait for someone to come around and give me affection? If everyone else can fake their love, why can't I?

I finished getting ready for the day, packing my uniform into my usual hand bag. Momoka finished getting my hair up in a ponytail as I buttoned my blouse. I'm happy things weren't awkward for us since I found out about the affair. She truly was the only one in this household who gave a damn about me.

"So... Today you're going out with him, right?" She whispered in my ear, handing me a scarf, my phone, and my wallet.

I nodded to her, keeping things quiet.

"Make sure to keep warm. Winters coming pretty quickly this year." She smiled at me. "And let me know how things go. If you need me to hide the brochures, stop by my place on your way home. When ever you leave, I leave now. I'm your personal maid, so I'm not sticking around to deal with him any more..."

I chuckled, "I don't blame you. And I'll be sure to stop by. I'm actually off tomorrow, but he doesn't have a long enough break to go out looking with me. We can go tomorrow, if you want? We'll just say that you're escorting me, so you still get paid."

"Definitely!" She clapped her hands.

We both laughed.

"What's so funny?" Kojiro walked in as I was getting my jacket and scarf on.

"I was thinking of shopping tomorrow. So I asked Momoka to escort me." I faked a smile at him.

"Sounds fun." He smirked and grabbed my hand. "You ready? I don't want you to be late."

"I won't be." I held his hand in return, hating the warmth that was huddled against our palms. I hated every second of it as we walked to the foyer.

"Have a great day at work sweetie!" He smiled, kissing my forehead. "Don't forget, the florist will be over tomorrow to help you choose which flowers you want for the ceremony."

"I'll remember. You also have a good day hun." I half smiled back.

He tilted his head to the side. "Are you feeling okay, Kisara? You're not overworking yourself are you? You've been acting a bit funny today…"

"No, I'm fine." I lied to him. "I just didn't sleep well last night. That's all."

"You should have a nap when you get home then." He smirked, gently pulling my chin up so that he could kiss me. "Get going before you're late dear. I love you!"

I pretended not to notice. "See you tonight. Bye, Koji!"

That fake smile was lit back up right on my lips as I turned and fled out the door. Reaching the car that had been awaiting to take me to the Kaiba mansion, I made sure to turn around and look back to him, as I always had. The usual—he waved me a goodbye, and I waved in return before sliding in to the car. I closed the door and stared out the window to Kojiro… His demeanor looked different from how he normally was. It was a face I had never seen on him.

"Maybe he finally realizes that I'm aware…" I questioned myself in a whispered tone.

I was sure that he didn't know. But I could imagine it wouldn't be long before he caught on. I'm not doing as well hiding my true feelings towards everything. Ever since that night… Ever since I saw him finally with my own eyes… But I've been even worse since the other day… With Mokuba, when I asked him those strange things and poured out my feelings to him and confided into him completely. I will still keep up the act though. At least until I know that I can leave comfortably.

But how long can I live with this? He's even starting preparations for the wedding. It wouldn't have been for almost another year. Of course, at this point it won't happen at all. I wonder why he even would want to marry me if he's still going to sleep around with every other woman willing to get on their knees for him anyway. What were his true intentions? And why did he choose me?

Lost in thought, I nearly had forgotten that the driver had already pulled out of the drive way and was making his way towards the Kaiba Mansion. We were already to the city, hitting the traffic that was always piled on the streets. I'm glad I noticed before we got too far… My plans today… They actually had a slight change—one Kojiro didn't need to know about.

"Hey, Mr. Tokiya?" I leaned forward as I called up to the Driver.

"Yes, Miss Hues?" He asked back, looking at me through the rear view mirror.

"Is it possible that you could drop me off at the shopping center on the way? I wanted to look at something before I went into work." I smiled, trying to make it seem as though that were the truth.

"Are you sure you won't be late?" He asked, pulling into another lane.

"I won't be. It's not a far walk, and I'm already going to be early anyway." I giggled a bit.

Mr. Tokiya's cheeks grew a bit flushed. "S—sure then. I'll drop you off."

"Thanks so much!" I smiled again, leaning back.

Today was the day I began my search. Mokuba offered to help me find an affordable apartment that was with in the budget that he put together for me. He even took the liberty of searching for apartments in my budget that were within walking distance, or had a bus station nearby. I didn't have a car, so I wouldn't be able to drive. Mokuba was really doing so much for me... Even after what had… almost happened.

The Kaiba brothers truly are… Kind. Even when they try not to show it. Especially Seto. Underneath that exterior is a very generous man, no matter what anyone else says. If only he could admit it to himself.

Suddenly, I felt my phone buzzing in my pocket. Pulling it out, I opened up the text message that I receive.

"On your way?" Mokuba had sent me.

I typed back "Yeah. 2-Blocks away. I'll meet you at the park."

After sending it, I slid the phone back into my pocket. With a sigh, I fidgeted with my thumbs. All these emotions were filling up inside me—anxious, nervous, excited, and scared—so many things that my stomach felt empty yet had a knot stuck in it.

Not soon after, we arrived at the shopping center. I left the car, bowing as I took my leave. I walked down the road, my bag with my uniform in hand, and my purse dangling from my shoulder. I walked quickly towards my destination. I didn't want to keep Mokuba waiting any longer than I already had to. Plus—he had school in a couple hours. So we would have to be decently quick.

And finally, I found him leaning against the brick wall that surrounded the park. He was looking through something on his phone and carried a book bag over his shoulder and a brief case in his hand. He, too, wore a scarf and a heavier jacket with just a casual pair of blue jeans. We both had places to be after we finished, but didn't want to be walking around in a school uniform and maid outfit. I could just imagine all the stares. It ran a shiver down my spine, but that could also have been the chill from the air.

"Ah, Kisara!" Mokuba looked up, sliding his phone into his jacket pocket and waved at me.

I smiled at him. "I hope I didn't keep you waiting too long."

"Not at all." He pushed himself from the wall, fixing his scarf as he did. "I was just looking for the best route to hit all of the apartments before we both have to get going. I think I've got the best way to go."

"Thanks again for doing this…" I stared down at my feet as I stood pigeon toed. "And for not telling anyone about it."

He smiled and rubbed the top of my head. "No worries! It's not my place to spread any of your business to anyone…"

"Well, I appreciate it still." I looked back up to him with a smile.

"Anytime." He smiled.

It took me by surprise a bit when he held out his arm to usher me. That was the second time I actually thought about how much he and Seto actually were alike. I blushed lightly and put my hand on his arm. Grabbing on only reminded me again of that day... How I held his arm while he was over top of me. Of course, that only made me blush more.

"You cold?" He smiled down at me.

"N—no. I'm alright." I averted my eyes as we started walking.

"If you're not comfortable—" It's like he could read my mind. "We don't have to walk like this."

I shook my head and smiled to him. "It's fine. I quite like it actually... The only times Kojiro would do things like this for me was when we went out to formal gatherings or social events... I guess I was more of a doll that he could show off to others..."

Though, that didn't make sense to me. I was always seen as someone with a ghostly figure. No one thought I was beautiful. I was just a hidden companion that had no place to be with someone with the Fujiyama bloodline. Then again... The only thing hidden was his true feelings. Why did he string me along? No one wanted me with him, but he didn't care... And yet, he even sleeps around with others... What does he want with me?

"If you don't mind me asking..." Mokuba looked up at the sky. "What did you see in Fujiyama any way? It doesn't sound like he treated you like a lover at all..."

I had to think back. He was the one who was constantly trying to ask me out. What really made me finally say yes? He hadn't always appeared kind. He was childish, good looking, and some how successful in his line of work. But... what finally made me fall for him?

"Honestly..." I stared down again. "I don't know the full reason. But... If I had to guess... It's because he's the first person who ever looked at me with such caring eyes... The first person who ever wanted to be with me. The first person to ever show me genuine kindness and compassion... Though, you and I both know now that he was lying..."

"Maybe he really did love you at one point... He can't be all bad... Right?" Mokuba turned, guiding me along the road.

"Maybe..." I shook my head. "But nothing can change the fact that he's cheating on me now... Like a lot of romances, somewhere along the line, what ever he felt for me just faded away..."

"I'm sorry..." He grew quiet.

After walking a couple minutes, we came to the first apartment. It was nice—one bedroom with a den. The kitchen and living room were combined. It had one full bathroom, and one half. I couldn't believe there were apartments that nice in my budget. But, it wasn't until we were leaving and on our way to the second place that he told me that there was a discount for working at Kaiba Corp. at those apartments, so he had personally explained that I worked for the Kaiba household so that I could also get the discount. To go to such lengths to help me out... Mokuba must really like me.

I wonder how Seto truly feels about me as well?

"So..." I didn't want to make the walk filled with nothing more than awkward silence. "Something I've always wondered about you... Why accounting? I always figured you would follow in your brother's foot steps and run Kaiba Corp."

He chuckled. "It just seemed to be a good market to get into. Plus... I know Seto doesn't think it will ever happen, but I'd rather he someday found someone he loves, get married, and pass it down to his children. Seto's changed a lot since he's stopped playing duel monsters... So I have hope he'll meet the woman he'll fall for."

"That's very noble of you." I smiled.

But, the conversation had me thinking back—hadn't Mokuba told me before that Seto had already been in love with someone? That's right... Mokuba told me back a few months ago... He told me that the woman he loved had died for him.

"How... did she pass?" I asked Mokuba.

He looked at me with a confused face, "Who?"

"That woman... The one that Seto had fallen in love with?" I felt my cheeks heating over with a blush. "You said she died for him..."

I stared forward, his eyes locked to the ground before us. "I had honestly forgotten that I had told you about that... I... I don't really know that honestly."

"How come?" I was even more confused.

"I never met her..." He seemed sad. "I don't know of many people who did know her. Back when Seto had gone to Egypt, he had met her there. His old rival, Yugi Moto, was in Egypt with his friends at the time, so they had briefly met her."

"I see..." My curiosity grew. "Did he ever tell you about her?"

"Heh... Only a little..." He thought back "But, after everything that happened in Egypt, he became more standoffish... Quiet too. It even took him a couple months to tell me about his trip... About her... He... tries to act like it never happened... Like she was never real."

"Why would he do that?" The thought made me sad. "He should be happy with those memories of the time he was able to share with her."

"He was pretty drunk when he told me... But he had said, 'that's the problem. I don't have a single good memory with her.' He had talked about how every time he had seen her or had been with her... She was always hurt or being hurt."

"I... don't follow." I stared at my feet again."

"I didn't get it either... When I asked Yugi about it, it was actually Joey and Tristan who had remembered her the most. When they had met her... There were people throwing rocks at her. She was unconscious from being hit so many times... That's when Seto rescued her. And that's all they knew of her."

I suddenly felt my ears ringing. A sound of something screeching was bouncing around my head. I put my fingers on to my forehead and slowed my pace. It was almost dizzying. I closed my eyes tightly and just as fast as it had come, the pain had left again. Mokuba was staring at me with wide eyes as I went back to my normal pace.

"You... okay?" He asked.

"Yeah." I smiled, "I get these things called 'ice pick headaches.' I haven't had one in a really long time though." I rubbed my forehead another few seconds before bringing my hands together to hold my bag.

"Ice pick headaches?" He questioned again.

"Yup. I used to get them a lot when I was in school and going to work. I went to the doctor a couple of times because of them. He says they develop without any real reason, but happen more often than not with people who are stressed. I can't remember the percentage, but the number of people who get these are very low. They're not harmful or anything. Just really painful head aches that last for about fifteen seconds up to... I believe five minutes." I explained.

"Ah... I see." He seemed almost disappointed. "Are you okay now though?"

"Yeah. I'm sure the stress with Kojiro is just getting to me." I gave a weak smile.

"At least it won't be much longer. We'll get you out of this mess in no time!" He smiled, but something seemed sad behind his expression.

And like clock work, we were at the next apartment complex. This one wasn't as nice, but had a lot more space. Though, it lacked a den, it was similar otherwise. If I had to choose between the two, however, I would go with the first one. It was closer to the shopping center, and closer to the Kaiba mansion. The only bright side to this one was that it was cheaper in the long run.

"Earlier," I brought it back up as we left to go to the next apartment building, "You said that you asked Yugi about the girl that Seto had met in Egypt, but it was Joey and Tristan who had remembered her... Is that the Joey Wheeler that I had met? Serenity's brother?"

"That's right. The very same." He nodded, checking his phone. "We're making good time. I thought it would take a lot longer actually."

"I didn't think it was going to take long. I've always been quick at looking at apartments. Though... I had only lived at the orphanage, a few foster homes, and one apartment of my own... And then at the Fujiyama mansion. So... I've only had to go apartment hunting once before." I laughed at my blabbering.

"I see. How many did you look at until you had decided on which one to move into?" He smiled.

"Only two." I smiled, thinking back. "They were both in pretty bad shape, but the one I ended up living in had a pond in the back yard. I fixed up the place and it turned out to be a beautiful home."

It was nice thinking back to that time. I enjoyed walking into my home and opening the door for myself. It was quiet and I could read by the pond. I could also play my violin that I had saved up for. The neighbors adored the sound. I almost missed it. But, it was rather lonely.

"Did you want to find another place that you could fix up?" Mokuba smiled. "It sounds like you enjoyed putting together a place that you could call home."

"Honestly, I wish I could just afford a nice little house. Like... A ranch home by a creek. Or something... I like nature... I guess." I felt shy talking about it for some reason.

An idea seemed to form in his head. "Well... Why don't I look into some rent-to-own houses for you? Instead of just apartments. I never even thought to ask you what kind of home you'd like to have. But, I'm learning a lot about you just from walking around with you! I can find you some places that suit your desires, set up some appointments in accordance to your schedule, and have you 'escort me' for the day to go look at them?"

He seemed so excited. I couldn't help but smile. Mokuba really was a true friend. He, like Seto, always had a way of making me feel cared for.

"I don't know if I could afford that though..." I thought about it.

"No harm in looking though." He smiled even brighter, pulling out his cell phone to start his search.

I chuckled. "I guess not."

"Well then, do you still want to go to the next apartment?" He stopped walking and stood by my side. "Or would you like to get something to eat and relax at the park until we have to part ways?"

I must have liked the idea of the second suggestion more, since I quickly agreed to it. "I'm not that hungry, but I will definitely go with you while you eat."

"I'm pretty hungry." He laughed, turning around. "There's a pretty nice food stand back at the shopping center. My treat!"

I smiled to him and turned around as well. "Then, just a drink will hold me over."

After standing in line at the food cart, Mokuba had bought for us a couple hot dogs, a soft pretzel, and two pink lemonades. Even though I had told him that I wasn't hungry, he gave me the soft pretzel. It wasn't long before we found a small picnic table and sat down to chat while we ate. For being cold, it was such a nice day out, and I couldn't be more happy to actually be spending it outside. Even better, I was out with Mokuba, who was trying hard to keep me smiling and laughing. He was doing a good job of it too.

"—and you wouldn't believe the look on his face! It was a hilarious duel!" Mokuba laughed.

I smiled and chuckled a bit. "It sounds like it was."

As I took a sip of my drink, Mokuba asked me a curious question, "So, what's your favorite duel monsters card?"

"Mine?" It took me by surprise. "I... Don't have one. I've never played duel monsters."

"Really? Not even once?" He took a bite of his hot dog.

"Really. I asked Seto before if he'd ever wanted to teach someone to let me know. But honestly, I don't think I'll ever actually learn." I thought back to the dinner I had with Seto a few weeks ago. I remember it being so much fun.

"If he ever duels again..." Mokuba sighed. "I'm sure he wouldn't mind it then. Surprisingly, you're one of the only people in this world that Seto actually likes. If he starts dueling again, I'm sure he'll teach you. He almost took part in the last tournament he held. I was pretty shocked actually."

I was flattered by his words. "Did Seto teach you how to play duel monsters?"

"Kind of..." He took a drink. "I already knew how to play. While Gozaburo was pushing business down on Seto, I would spend my time collecting cards and dueling myself—with two decks that I put together."

"Sounds lonely..." And yet I smiled. "So that's why Seto started playing? So the two of you could duel together?"

"Something like that." Mokuba smiled. "He already liked duel monsters. I guess I felt like since he couldn't play, I would play enough for both of us... I never figured he would end up becoming one of the best duelists known world wide. Only second to Yugi himself."

"I've never met Yugi." I finally took a bite of the soft pretzel. "Even though he lives in domino, I've never even once seen him in person. Only in the news and on TV."

"Yugi's a really nice guy. And not to mention the 'king of games.' Seto's only beat him once... and not exactly on fair terms..." Mokuba averted his eyes as he took another sip.

"I never heard that one." I said, but I could tell he would rather not talk about it. "But, it's all in the past. He seems to play fair in his most recent duels."

"Yeah, that's all that matters in the end." Mokuba smiled before finishing his hot dog.

I giggled a bit. "So, who is Goza—"

"Oh, hey Mokuba!" I was cut off by a familiar voice.

"What's up, Joey?" Mokuba waved him over.

For a moment I smiled as Joey made his way over to the table. But, that smile soon faded as I noticed him holding hands with someone. He led her this way. Seeing her gave me the most unwelcoming feeling I've felt in a long time. The woman was one that I came to detest, and even fear. As the two reached the table, Mokuba began conversing with them, and all I could do was stare. I blocked out the words that were being exchanged.

It wasn't until she took a stare back at me that I snapped back to reality. Turning away and taking a large drink of my lemonade.

"Aren't you that girl Seto took out to eat on the other side of town?" She sat next to me, a smile on her face. "I guess that both of the Kaiba's must have taken a liking to you!"

"Y—yeah..." I nodded, refusing to make eye contact with her."

"Don't tell me that you're taking Kisara out on a date! Serenity has her heart out for you this weekend!" Joey and the blonde laughed.

Mokuba's cheeks flared red. "This isn't a date... I was going over some financial matters with her... She asked me to last week."

"So, your name is Kisara?" She held her hand out to me with a smile lit on her face. "Mai Valentine. It's nice to meet you hun!"

I looked to her and then down to her hand. There was no way I could shake her hand... Not after what I saw... Not after knowing she slept with my fiancé...

"Are you okay, Kisara?" Mokuba looked at me with such concern.

My heart started racing as I felt tears building in my eyes. "I have to go... I'm sorry... I... Sorry..."

I quickly grabbed my bag and stood fast to leave. I wasted no time in running off. My scarf flew off, and I didn't even bother to stop and go back for it. I just kept running in which ever direction it was that would get me away from there. I didn't stop for a second, not even when Mokuba and Joey called out my name. I didn't look back. I just kept going.

A couple minutes down the road, I felt a yank on my arm. "Kisara!"

Startled, I turned around quickly, nearly falling since my body was still motioning away from the direction I had run from. Sure enough, it was Mokuba, huffing and puffing as he tried to catch his breath. He had run after me? He was that worried?

"Kisara..." He huffed, "What's wrong?"

I couldn't stop the tears from flowing at that point. "She... she's the one I saw with Kojiro..."

It was like he stopped breathing from the shock. "W—what?"

"She... was the one he slept with... that night in my bed..." I crouched down to the ground, pulling my knees up to my breast. "I didn't know she was Joey's girlfriend... I didn't realize that it was her until just now..."

Mokuba stared down at me as I wept. I could feel his sympathetic gaze as he stood there. He didn't talk for a minute or so. I started to wipe away my tears. It didn't hurt as bad at that moment as it had when I was trying to fight the reality of the affair.

"Wait here..." Suddenly Mokuba had turned and began walking back the way we had come from.

The was anger in his voice, something I had never heard before. What was he going to do? Could I really let him go back with such anger in his heart?"

"M—Mokuba!" I stood, running after him and grabbing on to his jacket from behind him.

"Please... Just stay here... Let me do this..." He stood, waiting for me to let go without even looking back at me.

But I couldn't let go. "You don't have to say anything... I'm sure—I know that if we had met without me knowing, that we could have been friends! Don't worry about—"

"It's more than that, Kisara..." He still didn't look at me. "This is the second time that she's cheated on Joey... When Valon came into her life, she couldn't choose between him and Joey, so she fooled around with Valon behind Joey's back. They broke up when he found out, but she begged him to stay... And of course he took her back... I can't let her keep doing that..."

I grew quiet, still holding on. Joey and I had that in common... Even though we both knew that we were being cheated on, we just stayed with them. I knew for a long time that Kojiro was having an affair... But I let it happen until I saw them in my bed... But I had no idea that Joey had been through this either...

We have more in common then I thought... Maybe I should get to know him better?

I loosened my grip on Mokuba's jacket... "Okay... I'll wait here..."

And without a word or looking back at me, he walked away, back in the direction of the picnic table where Joey and Mai were surely waiting. I couldn't muster up anything else to say. Just a few tears drizzled down my cheeks as I continued watching him walk away. I hadn't known just how far I had been blindly running up until that point. I was all the way back at the park. Since I would be waiting, I decided that I should go find somewhere to sit.

Wiping away the small amount of tears I had with my sleeve, I looked around. There was a bench by the walls surrounding the park. With my mind-set, I walked over to the bench and took a seat. I began to think, trying to come back to rationality. I let my thoughts wander away from this particular moment that just happened. One thing in particular came to mind—I found a difference between Seto and Mokuba. Mokuba was planning on a date with Serenity this weekend, which meant that Mokuba was okay with dating his employees.

"Heh..." I smiled as I thought about it.

When I thought of Mokuba and Serenity together, I seemed to calm down more. It was like the time I had tried introducing them, even though they had already known each other. They looked like they could be a couple you'd see in a romance movie. The more I thought of it, the more I smiled.

"I'm so jealous..." I whispered to myself and looked up to the sky. "I'm glad you both get to be happy... I wish I could also find happiness..."

As I smiled up at the sky again, I watched the clouds roll across the gray sky. I felt a chill on my skin as the wind gently blew. With a sigh, I looked back down, and began scavenging through my bag. Finding what I had been searching for, I pulled out my phone. I had kept it on silent so that I wouldn't be bothered to look at it during the apartment tours. Eventually, I pressed the power button on the side that lit up my screen, showing that I had four notifications.

I slid my finger across the screen, unlocking the phone so I could view my notifications. Upon review, I had three text messages from Kojiro. One was a picture of him, showing me his new tie that he had tried on. His other texts were actual messages. The first asked me what I thought. The second one was just a winking smiley face.

I sighed, ignoring those texts. I would just reply to him later on my break at work.

But the last notification was another text message. I was rather surprised as I opened it up. It was from Seto. I had never expected him to actually send me a text message. I stared at it, wondering why he would text me.

I opened the message and it read:

"Hi Kisara. If you don't mind, once you get to the mansion today, I'd like to see you... Nothing bad, just a few things I'd like to discuss with you. Thanks.

...and I hope you're having a good morning. See you soon."

"What could he honestly want to discuss with me...?" I sighed, considering what to reply.

I tapped my phone with my thumbs, scrolling the text up and down. I bit my bottom lip as I thought. Does he want me to reply? He sent the message around the time Mokuba and I had gotten to the food stand. I could reply... But should I though?

And the, my thumbs started typing out a message as if I couldn't control it.

"Actually... I'm having a pretty rough day... a rough couple of weeks honestly... But I will be in shortly. I'll make sure to find you right away."

And with that, I hit the send button.

"Seto..." I whispered to myself... "I want to see you..."

I felt tears building up again. I wiped my face and looked to the direction that would lead to where Mokuba was. He would surely be confronting Mai and Joey by now. I wonder if they would say anything to anyone? Would Mai tell Kojiro that I know? Would the word start spreading? Was it a mistake that I let Mokuba walk away?

I started getting scared... Afraid of confronting Mokuba. I was scared of what was about to happen. I started to shake. Everything was beginning to make me feel terrified. And just as the fear was settling in, I received another text.

I stared down at my phone, opening it back up. It was Seto again. He actually replied really fast.

"Is that you on the bench?"

My eyes opened wide, and I looked up from my phone, looking around. And there he was, not hard to miss. He was wearing a beanie type of hat, with his hair a mess as it stuck out the sides and the back. He was wearing a brown jacket and an all black scarf. He wore dark jeans and I could see he was wearing a nice white shirt under his jacket, since it wasn't zipped up. He also wore gloves that were finger-less.

He was staring right at me, with his cobalt eyes. He let off a gentle smile and waved his hand lightly. All I could do was stare. He then began walking over to me, sliding his phone and his hands into his pockets. As he made his way to me, I stood from the bench. With every breath we took, I could see the frosty air leaving his mouth.

"You look cold." He smiled, taking off his scarf. "Here..."