Norah clasped the wooden railing tightly, her fingertips turning slightly white with anticipation and nervousness as she gazed down at their reflections in the water. Xavier remained silent, merely tossing a pebble into the lake before turning to walk away.

The stone plunged into the lake with a "plop," and Norah felt as if her whole heart trembled along with it. Soon, ripples spread across the water, faintly shimmering under the light, disappearing into the depths of the lake one circle at a time. At that moment, Norah suddenly felt as if she had truly lost her mind.

After dinner, they went their separate ways. Humming a pop song, Norah climbed the stairs when she heard Henson from behind, "Feeling happy after seeing someone you like?" Norah whirled around in astonishment, "How did you know?"

Henson smiled as if he had just figured it out, "Just found out."

Only then did Norah realize Henson was teasing her. Frustrated, she clenched her fists, tempted to punch him.

"It's you who gave yourself away. If I hadn't noticed anything, why would I tease you?" Henson clicked his tongue twice, "Looks aren't bad, but it seems like he's just not that into you!" Norah looked around before dragging Henson into her room. Once the door was closed, Norah, with a stern face, warned, "You can't tell anyone!"

Henson, unconcerned, replied, "What could you possibly do to me? You can't beat me!"

"I, I will," Norah, thinking quickly, "I'll go to Estelle and have her back me up."

Henson, now seated on the couch, asked curiously, "Does Estelle know?"

Norah nodded, "Of course, she knows!"

Henson frowned, "Then why not tell Mom and Dad?"

expression drooped as she slumped down, "Didn't you hear what Mom said during dinner? She wants me to call him 'uncle'; there's

you, isn't it?" Henson sneered, "He's not really your uncle. If he liked you, would he

to feel a bit better, can you

sighed, "Your love life has been

agreed wholeheartedly, "It's almost like a quest

"That's different!" Henson said

"A quest for

mutual journey.

Enet

find it, and it, in a

like trying to snatch the Holy Grail

longed for the days when she could bully him with ease, but now Henson had grown taller than

but who will help you claim the Holy

paused, "You would

read about the Holy Grait

sought it for selfish

t really grants

Norah, "..."

she no longer wanted to speak. Suddenly, she sat up, anxiously asking Henson, "What

disguised her feelings well, not daring to stare at Xavier too

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