"Gemini."
"Call me brother."
"I like you."
"Don't be ridiculous."
The next day, Fourth walked around the corner with another boy on his arm, a bright smile on his face.
There was thunder in the rainy night, and the room was dark. Lightning illuminated Fourth's frightened face. Gemini's voice was hoarse and unintelligible, and her eyes were evil, "Tell me, which arm did you touch the other person with?"
Intention: I wish you and me to love bravely, like a sunflower.