Author's note

'He' stands like 'he' doesn't want anyone near him.

I ignore and look for 'his' secret anyway, because 'his' atmosphere forces me to. If 'he' didn't want me to bother, 'he'd' have to stop existing altogether.

I never know when 'he' might look back. If I miss my moment, I may never get another chance. And if I don't, 'he'll' never know I was looking in the first place.

Because mysteriously, that's the kind of person he is, the type that makes you entangled.