The two of them continued this charade over the next few weeks.
By day, the two were mortal enemies. Unable to properly kill or harm the other.
By night, the two would frequently sneak out. Going on dates at some of the most popular destinations on Erde.
Rayleigh could feel a comforting weight resting on his shoulder, their fingers intertwined together. The occasional soft winds blowing a few strands of her silky golden hair into his face. A pleasant smell filling his nostrils.
The two leaned even closer into each other, despite their eyes being on the full moon—their attention was completely on the other.
"...This can't go on for much longer."
Rayleigh broke the silence between them. Only for her to put a finger to his lips.
"I know."
He turned to face her, a complicated expression on both of their faces.
"I don't want this to end."
"Me neither."
Rayleigh clenched his fist.
