Han Xin sat quietly, fingers brushing the jade pendant resting against his chest. His voice trembled, unguarded. "I fell in love with you the moment I saw you." Xiang Yu blinked slowly, heart thudding.
"That night," Han Xin continued, "I thought you were the demon causing trouble. I appeared from the shadows and attacked without hesitation. It was easy to restrain you... too easy. I had never had trouble vanquishing demons. I was ready to finish it."
He paused, eyes distant, lost in the memory. "But then I saw your eyes. And my heart… it staggered. It had never beat hard for anyone before. But yours... those eyes they caused an itch deep in my soul. And the scent of plumeria around you… it felt so familiar. It ignited something in me, something I had never felt before."
Xiang Yu's breath caught again, this time deeper, heavier.
