Step. Step. Step. Step. Step.
Each of Adam's unhurried but steady steps echoed, the muffled sound bouncing off the walls as it approached Narata and consumed her like a haunting nightmare.
Invisible chains of fear seemed to envelop Narata completely, preventing her from moving.
Soon, like an inevitable fate, Adam approached Narata, looking down at her from top to bottom due to the difference in their height.
"Please don't touch me... I'm just a weak and talentless Phantom... nothing more..." Narata muttered in a trembling voice, but... it would be obvious to anyone that she wasn't sincere. Her fear, however, was more than real.
It could only mean one thing - she was afraid to tell anyone about her feelings and the reason even more than Adam in his current state.
