In front of an orange-haired young lady, a young man with chocolate hair kneeled as though a knight in service to his princess.
But then, the princess turned and left.
Dylan's eyes were wide in disbelief, in desperate denial at what just happened.
This could not be happening to him.
Forget a 3-2 score. He couldn't even score a point and was defeated in less than thirty seconds.
His reintroduction, his chance at the princess's heart…
Lionbreaker could feel everything slipping away.
'No…' the word floated in his mind.
In bewildered despondence, he called out: "N-No, wait, Miss Lynn…"
The princess turned to his surprise and met his gaze.
Dylan's heart shattered into a million pieces.
Reflected in Lynn's eyes was the same hopeless indifference — one that made a small yet insurmountable distance between them.
It was a simple line that would be impossible to cross.
