ENTRY.

His breathing is shallow, a hand clutching his wand tightly. "There's no easy way for me to say this, but," he starts, eyes staring off in the distance. "I... I believe I feel strongly for you, Clara."

Words escape me.
There's no way he just said that out loud and made it palpable and very, very real. "Ominis, I-..." My breathing hitched, taking a step back and he purses his lips, a sigh following after. "It's Sebastian, isn't it?"