Lemira fumbled her way off the couch, her movement catching the attention of a pair of lean, handsome hands that reached out to her side. She glanced up, meeting the gaze of the owner of those hands.

A deep voice came from above her, "Better grab onto this cane, you're gonna need it!"

Lemira coughed dismissively, "No need."

The moment her feet hit the ground, she stubbed her toe against the corner of the coffee table, grimacing in pain.

"Sit down, let me have a look."

Orion, looking slightly exasperated, crouched down in front of her, shining the flashlight from his phone on her foot. Lemira stared blankly at the man before her. His side profile, bathed in the dim light, seemed to be wrapped in a warm glow. He was already strikingly handsome, but from this angle, he seemed even more so.

Unable to help herself, Lemira blurted out, "Hey, do you have a girlfriend?"

Orion looked up, his eyes a deep abyss.

He stood up, "No."

"What's your type then? What kind of girl do you like?"

"Why do you ask?"

you with a pretty

"Yeah, who's

"Just a friend."

"Really? Just a friend?"

the sharpest tool in the

could feel the warmth from his grip on

at their intertwined hands, a small smile playing

didn't have

a chance if she pursued

crossed her

catch, and she didn't want to risk

her back to her room,

need anything. And don't open the door for strangers!" "I know,

phone's flashlight, "I can

With that, Orion left.

but she couldn't quite put her finger on it. The next day, Lemira woke up to a flood of notifications on her

heartbeat quickened. She didn't rush

gaming forum, she stumbled upon a thread

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