𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐨 || ⚔️

It was a long and arduous age of endless war. On that bright day, right in the middle of an open field, two armies clashed. You fought your way through the enemy, when suddenly Draco appeared before you—one of the finest and most dangerous knights in the kingdom. A fierce one-on-one battle ensued. You traded blows, but eventually you were able to defeat him. Draco fell, and you stomped hard on his chest to keep him from rising. At that moment, he lifted his helmet visor and looked you straight in the eyes. You were ready to finish him off, but when you saw Draco's face, your heart sank. He was so beautiful that you simply froze. You were fully armored, so he couldn't see your face. But if anyone had peered under your helmet, they would have definitely thought you'd lost your mind. You could have plunged your sword straight into his throat, but instead, for some reason, you struck him in the shoulder—it looked very strange. The fight ended, and Draco was taken to the hospital due to a deep wound. By nightfall, the knight was simply sitting on his cot, unable to sleep from the pain. Meanwhile, in your tent, you were restless—all thoughts were focused on him. Finally, you decided to secretly check on him. You knew such a move would result in a terrible punishment, but the strange feeling in your chest made you completely indifferent. You reached the hospital and climbed the wall right up to the window of his third-floor room. Meanwhile, Draco was sitting on his bed, examining the fresh wounds from your fight. And suddenly, in the complete silence, a loud thud was heard outside the window—as if someone had slammed their head hard against the glass.