Thai

Even though his soul was that of the Great Sage, Murata Ken was Murata Ken. Nothing more, nothing less. He had learned to deal with the Great Sage's memories and feelings, but he had not imagined that accepting Geneus' soul could be such a heavy burden. All the feelings for Shinou that he had repressed came back stronger and he couldn't hide it anymore, but it was necessary to make it clear that those feelings weren't his.

Melissa Cetori

Loving Yuuri was so hard, years of accidental engagement and the only one to harbor any feelings other than friendship was Wolfram. The blonde allowed himself to be deceived with hugs, with simple words, small gestures and gentle smiles, but he knew perfectly well that this was not what it seemed or what he made it seem in his mind.

YinLua

"Out of our minds and out of time wishing I could be with you to share the view" Wolfram's feelings for Yuuri were almost overflowing, and it hurt. The fire Mazoku, however, continued to hide him from his object of desire; he felt he was unrequited. But in the midst of his nocturnal daydreams, a tiny, warm surprise warms his chest, making him happier. "While she loved feeling that way that only he made her feel, she hated her precisely because he himself didn't have the same feeling as you. And that hurt. Every time he realized that, his heart tightened, twisted, and then disappeared, leaving an empty space in the place that would soon be filled with a new heart that was ready to be broken again. And again, again, again. . There were countless times this happened. All thanks to small gestures and words."

Shiroyuki

Thoughts in my head always revolving around you If I'm asleep or awake Why are you always on my mind? 'Cause I can't tell you I put my feelings in silence This is kind of bitter. Every time our eyes meet My heart starts to ache... I don't understand why! Tell me why it seems that the two of us We are slowly moving away from each other Help me, I can't go back now But which way should I go? What is love? This is probably him? A sweet romance...

reminiscence

The young soldier found himself strangely in his own room that night, by the window, staring at the entrance to the castle. And there he watched, waited, wished... wished that maybe he could show up, that maybe he... He missed her too.

When Wolfram woke up that morning, there was nothing to indicate to Wolfram the turn of his fate...