Hannah also looked up.
She didn't notice someone was quietly approaching from behind her.
The crowd moved forward, someone in a hurry to squeeze out, and Hannah was pushed, stumbling backward.
She steadied herself but ended up in someone's arms.
"I'm sorry,"
she apologized.
A very low and deep voice came from above her head.
He said, "It's okay."
Hannah instinctively looked up and met a pair of extremely black and deep eyes.
They were like the night sky after the fireworks had fallen, dark and profound.
A very beautiful pair of eyes.
Especially because he was wearing a red demon-mask on his face, which drew even more attention to his eyes.
Fireworks burst behind them again.
The white light illuminated the entire night sky, and also the man's pitch-black eyes.
The crowd pushed forward again.
The man extended his hand and, keeping some distance, protected Hannah in his arms, "Be careful."
Hannah said, "Thank you."
