The outside world

Dante walked away from her quickly, his cheeks burning like a pan taken out of the oven. It was unfair of her to say things like that. She didn't know the effect they had on him. No one enjoyed looking at him. They were rather disgusted by his appearance.

“Why are you walking so fast? Are you flustered?” Almira asked, lips curling into a smirk. Kitanna nudged her.

“Since when did you start flirting?”

Almira was taken aback by the question. She never counted her actions as flirting. The words just seemed right to her and she did enjoy looking at him.

Dante walked stiffly, pretending he wasn't listening to the conversation. Almira noticed his body language and smirked.

“So what if I was flirting with him? Do you have a problem with that, Dante?” She called out to him. Dante nearly tripped. He didn’t expect her to call him right out. “You like it, don’t you?”

He didn’t dare look back. His flaming face would expose him more than Almira already did. Deep down, he knew she wa