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Zorlo flushed and knelt down in front of her and opened his mouth. Part of him was embarrassed, but most of him felt fascinated. She was so oddly nice to him. He wasn't sure why, but she and Alis CARED about his well being. They were the first people that made him feel like he had a reason to live. He pushed the thoughts away as he ate the food in a relatively dignified manner. "Thank you, milady, it was amazing," he stated as he placed another kiss on her hand and smiled up at Ilfriede.

"Well, it's nice that you aren't pushing yourself too hard now." said Alis, "Yeah, too much exercise can lead to death." said Ilfriede with a cheery tone, "Hmph, I still say he tries too hard." said Cecilia.

Zorlo turned towards Cecilia and laughed. "You're right. I do try too hard. But… I'm going to try and take it a bit easier to prevent what happened yesterday," he stated with a smile at the other two girls. "I think food and rest is good for me. After all, I became sick because I wasn't eating, barely resting and other bothersome things. I'll make sure to never do that again," Zorlo stated with a smile as he sat back on his heels and watched Ilfriede and Alis before averting his eyes, slightly embarrassed for staring. "Sorry about that."

The trio sat under the tree with Zorlo for a while, until it was time to head back to their rooms, they went to sleep that night with peace in their mind.

*Next day*
Alis was checking the mail and brought it to her friends, as the three read the letters, little did Ilfriede and Alis realize that those letters were about to change things.....

Zorlo was meditating outside when the letters arrived. It was a peaceful day and his mind was at ease. He just wanted to refocus. He'd trained his body to the breaking point, but his mind had only just started working. He pondered on things… the two girls that were so kind to him mostly. He wasn't sure what to think or say. After all, he'd never actually attempted anything of interest with other people. How would he go about it? All of these baffling questions started to bother him and so, before he noticed, he started pacing back and forth.

*After class*
The Trio were in the cafeteria eating, but Cecilia noted that Alis and Ilfriede haven't been themselves, she asked earlier, but they didn't say anything, something in their letters bother them so much that they're usual cheery demeanor is gone.

*Back at room, later that night*
Cecilia already found it disturbing that her usually cheery roommates just went to sleep early, normally they stay up late, she then went to read the letters, to her surprise, it were the following:

Ilfriede is being recalled back home, her father is announcing her his heir, and Alis has to return home and manage the Dojo since her mother was hospitalized, Cecilia then woke up Zorlo and showed him the letters.

Zorlo was shaken awake as Cecilia pulled him from the room and showed him the letter. He read the letter and sighed. "Well… that's complicated," he stated as he looked into the room and thought for a moment. "Well, we need to brainstorm! Uh… what should we do?" he asked, clenching his fist so tight his nails started to pierce his skin. Man this was annoying.

"I say, we just spend some time with them before they leave." Said Cecilia, "Make memories with them, it's what we can do for them." said Cecilia.

"That's an option… I guess," he said as he sighed. "I can't believe they'll be leaving," he stated with a sigh. "I wish there was something to do to allow them to stay but… Dammit!" he mumbled as he punched the wall. Blood trickled slightly down from his knuckles where he'd punched the door and slowly fell to his knees. It seemed fate had already taken action against his hopes of happiness.

*The next morning*
The four of them were eating breakfast together, which was a first since normally Zorlo never ate with them, it was rather quiet, until Cecilia broke the silence, "So, Zorlo, if you were to pick between Alis, Ilfriede and me, who would you choose?" asked Cecilia.

Zorlo stiffed up and his mouth dropped slightly. That was terribly rude of her to do. "Well… to be honest," he said as he paused and thought, "You all have your great points. Ilfriede is energetic and engaging, Alis is kind and romantic, and you Cecilia are strong and outspoken. ANy man would be more than appreciative of such fascinating qualities within a woman, but you all carry so much greater spirits beyond just that. To be honest, the question isn't which would I choose, but which of you lovely ladies would choose ME!" he stated, scratching the back of his head.

"Well, I for one find you the first okay male I've met, at first, you were kind of like the ones that don't care about how other people think, like those people called Emo's." said Cecilia, Ilfriede and Alis sighed at that remark, "We're not stupid, we know you read our letters, because the trash can we threw them in was ransacked." said Alis, "I find you okay Zorlo." said Ilfriede, "And me too." said Alis, "But if it's all the same with you two, we'd like to spend our last moments in Weisshaupt alone." said Alis, she then got up with Ilfriede following.

Zorlo sighed. "I'd prefer you didn't, though… You two are the first people I've met in years that have treated me like a human being… not just a means to an end," he stated with an annoyed sigh. "After all, if you two leave, what will Cecilia… what will I do? After all, I'm not sure how much more improvement I can make if the people who are holding me up right now are pulled out from under me and leave me to fall flat on my face. I don't want to return to how I was…" the man said with a sigh.

"So… I'm resolute… I can't let you two leave, and if you can't stay… I'll follow you both as best I can… even if means moving from place to place to keep tabs!" he stated firmly, not entirely sure what he was saying until AFTER he'd said it.

"What about me?" asked Cecilia, "I may not show it, but I do care for you as well, I just have trouble with men, but if you'd prefer them over me, then I understand, I'll be in the Library." with that, Cecilia left.

Zorlo sighed. "Wait. She what?!" he asked as he looked around quizzically. Slowly, everything started to fall into place. Her concern for the others… her activities. It began to make sense. He took a deep breath and looked at Ilfriede and Alis. "I need to speak with her… please wait. I'll return to speak to you two shortly… I just… need to figure some things out," he said as his head continued to spin.

The green-haired man shifted out of his chair and started after Cecilia, catching up to her to stop her. "Whoa, hold up there! I'm sorry. I didn't mean to offend you. I just… I couldn't… I CAN'T read any of you. I'm… I'm not good at trying to figure out how people feel and… Just sorry," he stated with a sigh as he looked down. "How can I make it up to you. I have to decide on things, but I've offended you, and I don't let offenses I've created go unrepaid. SO please, let me pay my debt to you!" he requested, keeping safely away from her. If she was gonna strike, he didn't want to guard, but he did want to not be killed if she came at him seriously.

Cecilia looked at him sighed, "Zorlo, I know this is hard for you, but I need you to think this carefully, you can only choose one of us, so please, think this carefully, and like I said, I can understand if you choose either of the other two over me." she said, tears began to form around her eyes, "I know I don't have a chance with you like Ilfriede and Alis, but you are the first man I cared about, and I just want you to be happy." said Cecilia, she then ran off, still crying.

Zorlo paused and wrapped his hand around the cross around his neck. He fell to his knees and began to pray. "Dear God, who art in Heaven, provide me guidance… I need you. I need help… I am met with a decision… one that may destroy my very soul… please… give me this," he cried skywards, tears falling from his eyes. Powerless, he was powerless again.

It'd been since his mother since he'd felt something relatively like this. She was the only person who loved him, and he loved her in return. When she was gone, he was left with a gap… but now that gap was filled. The problem was that it was filled by THREE people. This love was also different. It was a desire to be with someone that wasn't simply a family bond. This would be deeper… and he had to decide.

And then nothing again. A blankness… an emptiness. The darkness crept back into him. "God, please don't abandon me, your servant, in this time of need…"

"You know, you shouldn't be praying out loud in a library." said a Voice, it was Instructor Wilson, "I was just getting some books for my class, but it seems you've got yourself in a dilemma." he said, "Wanna talk about it over some coffee? My treat." he said.

Zorlo did his best to hide wiping his tears as he looked at the man with one eye and nodded. "Yes. Yes… I need… guidance right now. My heart is breaking… and this time I can't imagine it shall recover. I'm…" he paused and just sighed. "Yes, coffee… please."

*Coffee vending machine, 4th floor*
As Wilson drank some of his coffee, he then asked, "Alright, could you start at the beginning?".