Wizardo's Pov
I almost crossed the line, which Seven warned me never to do. I cleared my throat, dropping my hold on Amiel, my hands falling nimbly by my side.
I covered it with a smirk, teasing her to chase the tension away.
"Am I that repulsive for you to hurry in finishing your drink?"
Amiel scoffed, mumbling something to herself. She grabbed the pack of Oreos, tearing it open and offering it to me.
"Grab some while I'm being nice," she grumbled, glaring at me. She looked feisty but cute. Her eyes were betraying the emotion she was currently feeling.
I feel a little guilty for pushing her buttons. But I had to save myself too.
If I wish to stay by her side like this without totally breaking the oath I made with Seven, she must not learn who I was.
Arguably, I wanted to let her know. But the timing wasn't right.
Seeing her flustered and seeming attracted to me tempted me to admit that I was Wizardo.
