Zane was done for. He liked Phoenix. How could he? He lowered his head and gripped his clothes tightly. He was so good to him, it was so difficult for him to resist, "Why?" He muttered so low that Phoenix had to strain his ear to hear him, "Why are you so good to me?" Phoenix hummed, "I do not want to tell you. I wanted you to find out by yourself."
Zane looked up at him to see a small smile on his lips, "Tell me." He said quietly, but Phoenix shook his head.
He looked at those confused gray eyes and stared at them for the longest time. His entire body throbbed with the desperate need to lean in, to close the small gap between their lips.
60% percent. The data restrained him, making him pause. It was too early. He hummed again, trying to keep his composure, "The Freshman Raid. If your rank passes mine, then I will tell you."
He pinned him with his golden eyes, it was a challenge.
