End of in afternoon

Sitting in the shade of the pink jequitibá in front of the lake watching the sunset. The sunset seemed to swing so much that even its shadow seemed to shudder.

Zyan liked to watch the sunset. This gave him a sense of peace. While watching the sun, his attention was attracted by a shaky voice.

"È I'm sorry"

Turning in the direction of the voice, Zyan saw a little girl a meter and a half tall. Big, dark brown eyes with outlined lashes. Hair the same shade as the pupil, short, tapered and with bangs above the eyebrows. Her hair reaches up to her shoulders.

Looking at the girl, despite knowing what she wanted, he still asked.

"Huh? Do you need anything?" He asked as he looked at the girl.

She was restless. She held the end of her blouse and looked right and left, sometimes down.

"Um! È-this, about. The letter was the one I wrote." She said as she looked down.

"I see. So, what do you want?"

"II like you, please go out with me," she said as her face flushed.

She must have spent all her breath on that sentence.

In silence, Zyan looked at her face and watched her every reaction.

Over time, her breathing became irregular, her hands were sweating, and she became more nervous and restless.

"How old are you?"

She didn't understand why he asked that question, but she answered.

"Sixteen. I'm sixteen."

Now Zyan understood why she looked so much younger. Not that he was much older.

People started to awaken their blessings between the ages of 14 and 16, there were those who woke up later and also those who woke up earlier. But the average was between 14 and 16 years. Most awakened their blessings at this age.

This school, as it was made for training, did not separate those blessed by age.

"You're even younger. I'm nineteen, you know ..."

"B-but it doesn't make much difference in a few months it's my birthday, so it will only be a year of difference" she said with a puppy face

Seeing this, Zyan wondered what other expressions she could make.

"You asked me to date. But you don't even know if I have a girlfriend. Shouldn't you ask that first?"

Hearing this, she put more strength in her grip on the end of his shirt.

"Y-do you have it?"

Looking at her, Zyan put a serious expression on her face.

"Actually, I think I already found my soul mate ..." He paused and saw that her eyes were watering, so he continued "on the other side of the mirror".

Hearing something she didn't expect, she stared at him without knowing what to say. His expression was soon replaced by a smile that she didn't even notice.

"So, y-don't you have anyone?"

Finding this situation amusing, said Zyan.

"No. I have someone." He said with a smile.

If she looked him in the eye, she could see that he was curious to know what her reaction would be.

Her eyes filled with water again, she rubbed her face with the intention of wiping and turned. It looked like she was about to leave.

Seeing this, Zyan took her arm and pulled her to him and said.

"I have you."

"Heey, why are you crying? You asked me to date, you know."

Of course, Zyan knew why she was crying, but he preferred to pretend to be an idiot.

"Huh? Are we dating?" she asked doubtfully if what she heard was correct.

Looking at her expression, Zyan let out a small smile.

"What you do not want?"

"Me. Yes, yes," she said in a cheerful voice.

Looking at the girl who was happy, he asked.

"What is your name?"

"I sit next to you in Mr. Steven's class, how can you not know my name?" she asked

"..."

"Lía" she said pouting.

Zyan realized that she was not as nervous as before. He also wondered how she managed to make so many expressions every second.

Zyan also realized that he was still holding her. Pulling her closer, Zyan inclined his head and brought his face close to hers. Looking down, he could see that she was still talking, shortening the distance between them. Zyan pressed his lips to hers.

Parting her lips, Zyan looked into her eyes. She was really red now.

The girl who was happy a while ago and now spoke was quiet with a flushed face.

"II need to go," she said before running out.

Seeing this, Zyan can only laugh.

Zyan had never dated before, but he had confidence in himself.

It was late and the students started early, so most of the students had already returned to their dormitories. This was the perfect time for Zyan to go to the training room. He did not like others to see him training or using his blessing.

...

POV - Lia

I put the letter I wrote on his desk, I hope he sees it.

As soon as all my classes were over, I ran out and went over to where the pink jequitibá was.

When I got there, I saw him. He was sitting in the shade, looking at the sun.

'Kyaa!'

So beautiful. I approached him and started to get nervous. As I must confess to him, he will accept and if he rejects me.

While thinking about it, I got to his side.

"È I'm sorry"

Turning to me, I felt him look at me, analyzing myself before asking.

"Huh? Do you need anything?"

Upon hearing his voice, my hand started to sweat, and I couldn't look him in the face, so I looked around and squeezed my shirt.

"II wrote the letter."

"You said to wait here, so what do you want?"

Putting all my courage together, I said.

"II like you, please be my boyfriend."

So I said those words, that uncertainty came back. He will accept. Does he like me too?

Remaining silent, he just looked at me. I was getting restless as several thoughts crossed my mind. He will reject me ...

When it seemed he couldn't take that silence anymore, he asked.

"How old are you?"

Why is he asking my age what does this have to do with my confession? Even without understanding I still answered.

"Sixteen. I'm sixteen"

"You're still young. I'm nineteen, you know ..."

Upon hearing what he said, I thought. No, he will reject me because he thinks I'm too young. Getting a little agitated, I ran to say.

"M-Mais doesn't make much difference, because some months I have a birthday, so there'll only be a year left"

He seemed to think for a moment before saying that.

"You don't even know if I have a girlfriend. Shouldn't you ask that first?"

Hearing that, I really thought it made sense.

"Y-do you have it?" I asked in my choked voice, I was afraid that he already had someone.

His expression was serious as he said.

"In fact, I think I already found my soul mate ..."

Upon hearing this, I felt my eyes well up with tears. I expected something like this, but I still can't help it.

But then I heard him complete the sentence.

"on the other side of the mirror".

Hearing this for some reason I wanted to cry, I was happy that he had no one. So I asked to confirm.

"So, y-don't you have anyone?"

"No. I have someone."

I knew how someone like him would have no one. My eyes got wet, I didn't want to cry in front of him, so I turned around. I just wanted to go. Before I started running, I felt a tug on my arm, and then I heard him say.

"I have you."

For some reason, my tears started to flow.

"Heey, why are you crying? You asked me to date, you know."

I was still thinking about what I heard, so I mumbled.

"We are dating?"

With a smile he asked.

"What you do not want?"

Yes I want. Of course, I want it, I want it very much. I wanted to tell him everything I felt, but the only words that came out were.

"Yes Yes."

"What is your name?"

Hearing your question. I couldn't believe it, I sit next to you. How can you not know my name. After saying my name to him, I was about to continue when i looked up, I felt my lips being covered.

With my face moving away, I realized what had happened. He kissed me. H-he kissed me. I panicked and didn't know what to do, so I said I needed to go before I ran.

POV - END

Zyan finally arrived at the academy's training room. It was a large building with several rows of equipment.

There were mechanical dolls; Bench presses; High and low stroke devices; Calf apparatus; Leg press; Flexors and extensors; Adductor and abductor etc. It had a lot of equipment. Most were to train the physicist.

They were made with materials from the dungeons, some even had parts of the monsters killed by the hunters.

When Zyan entered, the room was completely empty of people as he looked around.

Going to the machines Zyan started his training. After finishing his section, Zyan went to the machine that tested the resistance. Holding his fist, he prepared to hit the machine as hard as possible.

Bang

With his stroke, several numbers appeared on the machine. Zyan was already tired, so he went back to his dorm. When he got there, he showered and slept.