"Is there something you'd like to tell me?" Morpheus asked.

"Umm..." Persephone pursed her lips. "Do you think I was being unreasonable at the store?"

"What?"

"The brand is known for its quality. Basically, nobody would get a refund," she said softly. "As soon as the manager finds out that someone requested a refund, the shop assistant will be questioned and might be fired."

"What? You can't bear for that to happen to her?"

"No." She looked into his eyes. All the words were stuck in her throat—she had no idea how to say it.

It was not that she couldn't bear to do it—she cared about what he thought.

She was worried he might think she was being stubborn and stirring trouble.

She was worried she might become an unreasonable and self-centered girl to him.

Even she was shocked when that thought came up. Why did she care about that so much?

bully anyone, we can't just take it blindly when we're bullied. Is it fair if you don't fight back when they're punching your

stared at her when he spoke. There

you supported

"What else?"

eyes and

sent a wave to

bought nothing that night,

she washed up

then, Morpheus happened to bring the blanket and pillow from

had been sleeping on the couch for many days. He had cleaned yesterday, so he was going to let her sleep there

the couch, he felt exasperated. He walked to her and watched

stopped, and the air around seemed to have turned soft as

heart seemed to

help but stretch his hand to brush her messy hair. However, he

for more

her world sooner or later. Her world must be beautiful, unlike his, facing the boxing ring, blood, and injuries every

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