She was everything, Archer wanted. Kind. Compassionate. Every sense was open to her but, his heart as well.

She turned to him with a smile. Her eyes crinkled as she beckons him over. He can’t help but smile to her. The small creature in front of him- he loved.

It was just nerving seeing her aura and all the colours she had when in a particular mood. He never knew he had this ability! But here he was, seeing the colour of love.

A grin went across his mouth. He didn’t care then if everything failed. To see her smile was the best thing. So he shoved down his sense of auras and sat next over.