"Is it only my sister who can do this?"
A soft voice sounded, and Louis instinctively met her gaze.
The young girl's eyes were full of confusion and trouble, she was charmingly cute, yet deep within those confused eyes lay a hidden sadness.
Louis hesitated for a moment and gently tousled her hair:
"Stop fooling around, when did I ever say I didn't like you?"
"So, you do like me?"
"...Yes, so don't be sad."
"This is the first time you've told me this." Olivia's face blossomed into a radiant smile, "Too bad it's only in a dream."
Louis lightly pecked her lips. Olivia struggled for a moment, slowly parting after a long while:
"Next time, say it to me like this in reality."
"Hmm."
He lowered his head again, indulging in the soft texture of the little swan.
But moments later, his movements froze instantly.
The slight sting and cold sensation on his neck sent chills through his body.
"What are you doing?"
A sultry voice called out.
