"First question."

Drax gulps visibly as Aiden scans the series of question that he has. Since this all of a sudden and Aiden does not expects that he will take the path towards this house, he never prepares any question at all.

Everything inside the notebook is jumbled letters and smutty thoughts. He wants to scream but that will startle Drax and it will be embarrassing to do so.

"Is everything okay, Aiden?"

Aiden looks at Drax and scratches his head. Seeing such a reaction from Aiden, Drax knows that he did not prepared any question to ask him. He chuckles and stretches while Aiden hopes that the ground would just eat him.

That way, Aiden could hide from such an embarrassment.

Drax sighs and decides to help Aiden with whatever problem that he has right now. The latter seems like contemplating asking all of the questions that might involve both Daime and Primo.

"So, do these questions involve both Daime and Primo or Daime alone? Because I think Primo had already told you something about his past, right?"

Aiden nods both at the questions that are asking to him. Drax leans back and exhales before leaning forward again.

Looking at a piece of figurine, Drax takes Aiden back to the past where Daime is known as the only Santoro who was given a small number of training regimen while the others die with theirs.

***

Daime was never the type of guy who does a serious relationship unless it is necessary and the person is wealthy. That changes when he accidentally met the man who bitch slapped him in a public coffee shop.

Bringing him back into the reality that love requires both sacrifice and suffering.

His name is Daime Santoro, age 21 years old.

He is one of the members of the biggest and well-respected fraternity existing in the Philippines.

He study with his cousin, who is the currently leader of the fraternity he is in, locating at the University of the Philippines. Daime is born and raised in Switzerland.

It has been his first few months when he met this certain guy that made him head over heels with him. He was certain that he will wrap him around his finger and make him fall for Daime.

But that did not happened when he transferred school, with no proper reasoning. Daime was shocked and devastated and he starts to curse at every living person he sees. Thinking about him, day and night, makes Daime wonder how long he can last without seeing him.

Missing him was the worst feeling that he ever experienced. The constant piercing of invisible knives and the itching of thousand invisible ants makes him cry his heart out.

Even right now, Daime is with his friends at their usual spots where he normally sees him playing or talking with his other friends. He got used to seeing his pretty angel every day he is here but now, everything was just a pure memory of the past.

Daime surpassed many heart breaks and heart aches from people that he thought would love him truthfully, and not for the mere thought of living in a big house with tons of maids and shits.

Daime has seen different phases of relationships ranging from the most innocent to the wildest. But he had never felt pain as painful as this. He could literally feel his heart breaking into two million tiny pieces.

In all honesty, Daime is the type of guy who follows his own rules, which could lead to some misunderstanding and misconceptions of his mysterious life.

His rules are pretty easy to understand, yet, many had been breaking them and asking for more.

In all technicalities, Daime can give more. He can provide more.

But that should be returned, right?

It never happens to him. It never occurs to those people that maybe Daime also need love and care the same thing he gives to those people.

Sighing at this thought, Daime looks at the vast space in front of him, wishing that his pretty angel is still here or better yet, he is with Daime.

Would that pretty angel even care and love Daime? This is the only question that wouldn't be answered since that angel is not around anymore.

Most of his friends were telling him to move on because there is nothing more he can do. The pretty angel is gone and he will never come back in the place where they're at.

They even heard a rumor that he is part of a notorious organization and something had happened there that made him transfer somewhere else to run away from them.

According to the rumor, the fight got nasty and eventually leads them to have an encounter with the police. Some members of that organization went to jail and some just transfers and hide away from them.

Listening to this type of rumor from others makes Daime heart aches in worry and concern that there could be something going on with him. Daime wonders if the angel is hurt or surviving.

These thoughts eventually stopped when Primo told Daime that they would be transferring into a different university. Far from Quezon City and the capital region of the Philippines.

Definitely far from his angel.

Daime tried to ask Primo where but he only told me the name of the university and its reputation.

Daime could only sigh and follow Primo since he is the oldest between the two of them and hopes for the best of this.

It was a great experience when Daime first entered Clauff-Gon University.

The facility is big but the old university that he is studying at is much bigger than this. Hence, Daime kind of enjoy the barricaded walls of the university.

The latter was walking along the hallways of St. Bernadette Hall when he received a message from Primo that Drax, their other cousin, would be going here in the Philippines to study.

Daime was excited and jumping up and down when his eyes suddenly landed to some muddy brown eyed guy with unruly hair.

His world suddenly stopped and Daime's heart skips a beat.

He can't believe it.

Daime can't believe that he is here.

Staring at his silver eyes with a smile on his face, he didn't know if he is waving at him but Daime knows that he did not wave back.

Daime sees him frown and his friend pushes him back to the line. His friend looked at me and frowns as well. He could see and hear what they are muttering but Daime was hoping that he don't look stupid in front of his pretty angel.

Daime was huffing and panting even though he did not run. He looks like an asthmatic athlete that joined a nonstop triathlon. He does not know what to think or what to say.

But he knows that he is happy. He is extremely happy.

***

"And that's how Daime told us the story of your first meeting and well, when he saw you at Clauff-Gon again."

Aiden is blushing profusely, remembering the time when he was mad and his mind is out of control. He did remember that he bitch slapped someone at a café.

But he never expected that the man who he bitch slapped is Daime Santoro. He never knew what kind of fate that he is having right now, but it is as if it falls into place.

He feels happy and energetic.

Drax could see the sparkles in his eyes and remembers the danger he puts Aiden in. As Aiden is trying to calm himself down, the front door opens.

Revealing two Alphas with sour faces, Aiden stops from squirming and looks at direction of door before yelping as loud as he can.

The next thing he knew, he is about to see a land filled with titans and coconuts…

…Again.