"Henry, wait for a second!"
"Um... Tyrone? Eh..?"
Henry that has been walking faster, his mind racing as he question about what he has been doing the whole time is right all along, couldn't help but stop his footsteps when a rather flustered and plain panic voice of the person he has always love secretly reach his ears.
Did he run after me? Wait… is something wrong?
Before Henry can even turn around and as a concern question, a firm hand has swiftly grabbed his shoulder and turning him around in an instant, although Henry is a trained soldier and fighter, his guard was always down when it comes to this person.
He should have been able to dodge and remove himself from what is holding him right now, but Henry will never capable enough to fight back when it's all concerning Tyrone.
