Ezequiel smiled as he gazed at the girl, feeling the excitement growing inside him every time he saw her. She was extraordinarily beautiful, and her mere presence filled him with enthusiasm. However, the girl looked at him with cold eyes, her expression distant and uninterested.
Determined not to let her go, Ezequiel reached out his hand to try to take hers. But before he could do so, the girl's hand disappeared in a sudden flash. Ezequiel slightly widened his eyes, surprised by the swiftness of her reaction. Looking at the girl, he heard her cold and disdainful voice, "Don't touch me!" Her tone was laden with contempt and disgust towards Ezequiel.
