A Walk

“Sigh…”

A sigh kept escaping me.

The sight of the Hero rescuing me kept coming back to me.

‘What is this…’

It wasn't that I didn't know what this feeling was.

I simply couldn't be certain because all I'd heard was an explanation of what it meant to feel this way when thinking of someone.

‘Could I have fallen for the Hero…?’

If that was the truth, I thought it couldn't be helped.

Someone might call it rationalization, but wasn't this more than enough of a situation to fall for someone?

I mean, what woman, unless she was exceptionally uninterested in men, wouldn't fall for a man who came to rescue her at exactly the right moment when danger struck? Even if she didn't fall for him in a situation like that, she'd at least develop a favorable impression of him...