[Portia's POV]
He takes a long breath and exhales it slowly as he tries to cope with his nervousness. I can also see his bangs flowing back and front because of his breath, making his figure look more beautiful than before. His sapphire pupil gleamed under the dim lamp on the wall made out of magic stone.
After a while, Ezekiel starts to tell me his stories.
"To begin with, I don't have a home. I sleep under the broken bunk bed in an unused warehouse. That morning, I woke up before dawn came as usual and felt peckish because I hadn't had any meal for two days."
Hearing Kiel's backstory makes me bite my lips because I can not stand this for too long. Diane also said that I am indeed having a sensitive heart and get too emotional whenever hearing a tragic background from someone. However, now I try to restrain my own tears as long as I can because I do not want Kiel to stop talking just because of seeing my uncontrollable tears.
