He grimaced. "Yeah, fair point."
There was a pause. Then Orion glanced at her with a playful smirk. "You once said you liked someone. Judging by your expression… I guess it wasn't Zion?"
Selene's face went stiff for a beat.
She looked away, her voice overly casual. "Gosh, no. Why would I like Zion? We're childhood friends, not… that."
But her eyes subtly flicked toward the front of the VIP box—toward a certain tall man in a black overcoat, arms folded, silver hair brushing his collar.
A soft blush rose to her cheeks.
Orion, of course, didn't notice.
He smiled lightly. "I get it. Everyone's got their one-sided crush at some point. I mean… I had one on you the first time I met you."
Selene's eyes widened. "WHAT?"
Orion blinked. "Yeah. I mean, you were cool, beautiful, and super confident. Kind of hard not to get a little crush. But it passed. You're a good friend now."
Selene stared at him in disbelief, but at the same time, it felt like something tugged her heart.
