Chapter 69: Ich

"IS THAT some weird pick-up line that you say to strangers, little thief?"

Alesteria snapped out of her daze upon hearing the boy's response and glared at him, almost sneering at him at how he looked at her almost teasingly.

"Pwick up line? What awe you? Twen?"

The boy laughed.

"Actually, almost ten."

Alesteria huffed, clearly defeated by the boy's rebuttal bit refusing to admit to it loudly. Although, the boy seemed to be amused at her expression as he stared at her.

'She gives off a familiar feeling. Just who is she?’ The boy asked himself as he thought deeply.

The boy has this strange sense of nostalgia when he first laid his eyes on Alesteria.

It was something so familiar and comforting that he, himself, was taken aback for a moment before composing himself and capturing her. If he didn't do so, Alesteria might've gotten away and he may lose his chance right then and there.

When their eyes met, that emotion inside of him intensified almost immediately. It was like a river