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"Did you just make my Yulia cry?," Luciel's stern voice interrupted the dance.
"No! No..." Elijah seemed to have gotten back to his senses as he quickly let go and excused himself. "I-I'll be back."
"Eli..."
"He'll be fine," Luciel smirked knowingly. "This is just new to him."
Yulia nodded in defeat. But her sadness was immediately replaced with awe when she realized Luciel had dyed his hair black. "Your hair, it's black!"
And my, how good he looked.
Luciel was dressed in dark burgundy, a black bow resting between his collars. Forget what the girls said about him a while ago, he looked nothing cute nor younger than his age. He looked just like a model straight out of a magazine.
"It's my natural," Luciel said. "I've grown tired of the orange hair, kinda looks like a human tangerine."
Yulia giggled. "It suits you very much."
"I know," Luciel huffed. "It better do. I spent hours in the hairdresser for this." Then he offered his hand, which Yulia gladly took.
Yulia smiled softly. Indeed, there was something about Luciel that instinctively draws people to him. She felt relieved, something she had never expected from anyone else's presence. When Luciel was there, it seemed everything would be alright.
Before she could help herself, she ended up faking a dramatic sigh. "Ciel-ge, I really like you."
Luciel's brow raised for a moment before he chuckled. "I suppose this is not the romantic type of like. Or else someone will flip."
The girl also let out a lighthearted laugh before shaking her head. "Of course not. I think... as a brother..."
Luciel's lips momentarily parted, his eyes widening. He was caught off-guard, again.
She was so much like Adrienne.
"Perhaps I really should adopt you," Luciel teasingly stated.
He lost. The girl really held a special place in his heart no matter how hard he tried to keep a wall between them.
"Why do I keep getting emotional? This is Genesis's fault for leaving me with you and Elijah," Yulia pouted playfully. She had not seen the guy yet, even once.
"Well, that's a popular date for you," Luciel teased. That wasn't fully a joke, though. Genesis was indeed very popular and well-loved in the school.
"What's he performing?"
Before Luciel could answer, a soft, melodic harmony filled the hall, accompanied by the excited whispers of girls.
It was Genesis on stage, with a guitar in his hand. "Mic check, fit check. Am I looking good?," the playful guy joked.
