I looked at him, his refined and handsome face had long lost the greenness and naiveté of his youth, yet a boyish shyness lingered. I knew he had been waiting for too long.
It was difficult for me to respond, but I didn't want to hurt him. I carefully recalled the way things were, and I have to say, when I came back home during my freshman year, he took care of me throughout. I really cherished his care; he was so meticulous, yet he always kept his distance, never overstepping.
At that time, I just saw him as the boy next door.
"Perhaps! Back then... you never gave me any room for fantasy!" I said truthfully.
Colin's grip tightened suddenly! His expression was complex, filled with pain and regret, but there seemed to be a longing in his eyes.
"What about now?" Colin was braver this time. "I will do my best, I'll protect you and Angel, I can do it!"