Chapter 8 - Yve's Desire

LUNA ASTERBELLE'S POV

Since the very moment that he laid his chest on mine, his rapid heartbeat hasn’t returned to its normal state. I could say that it’s even faster than mine, as if he’s the one who’s being locked away from having the chance to escape. "H-hey… You’re suffocating me," I whispered, noticing how close our distance from each other was. Although, despite him being near me, I can’t get a proper look at what he really looks like.

"Don’t glance at my face; you wouldn’t recognize me either way, Luna. It would be best for you not to know who I am," he said in such a serious tone before finally letting go of my wrist and setting me free.

"What am I supposed to call you when I don’t know who you are?"

A moment of silence occurred between the two of us before he replied. "Eman. You can call me Eman for now. Though, it’s not like you need to remember my name."

Despite the reality that we’re already a few meters apart, I still can't forget the feeling of having our skins pressed ag