I Like You

After feasting his eyes to his heart's content, Gu Luoxin couldn't resist sneaking a glance at the man beside him. 

Noir had his arms propped up behind him. Several pieces of delicate snowflakes clung to his hair as his eyes were slightly squinted in comfort, reminiscent of a cat leisurely stretching as it basked in the warm sunlight. Somehow, the image prompted Gu Luoxin to smile. Rarely had he seen Noir this relaxed. In this place, thousands of feet above the ground where heavens seemed close enough to reach, Noir looked completely in his element.

And didn't he mention how he often came here whenever he was in a bad mood?

Come to think of it, he did not seem to know anything about Noir— not his life, his hobby, his likes and dislikes, his hometown, or even his family. All he knew so far was that Noir was a senior student at the Sculpture Department who would graduate in a few months and aside from that… nothing.