Orze's Records #11: The Hidden Urge

I began to understand what Yolu said. He had the shell of a model student, but within him was something constantly churning. Behind his calm demeanor laid a stand-alone fight. Perhaps that desire is something he thinks he can never truly grasp. "Aren't you tired?" When I approached him and asked, he shook his head briefly in response. "No, it's alright. It's my duty." Yet, there was a subtle forced tone in his voice. I simply nodded and stepped back. It would take more time to truly know his inner thoughts. One thing was clear: the emotions he was suppressing might eventually shatter his tranquil facade. How this will change him is uncertain, but I couldn't help but wonder if he would manage to withstand these feelings. I grew more curious about Vaha. What form will his hidden desires take when they finally surface? And then, what will I mean to him when that time comes? I thought of his intense gaze as I got lost in my thoughts.