June's P.O.V.
I shaked my head, then rubbed my eyes to see better.
"Min... uet?" I asked, squinting. "What happened...?"
He helped me stand up. "You uh... you did something crazy, to be honest, but it's over now. How're you feeling?"
"Weird. I feel dizzy, and I feel a puke coming..." I said weakly.
He backed away a bit.
I smiled. "I'm not sure bro, chill," then I looked around. "Where's... where's Y/N?"
Minuet sighed, then looked out of the window. "She went after Paris to help him."
"What?!" I punched him lightly on his arm. "Why didn't you stop her?!"
He just held my wrist. "She already made her decision. I can't change her mind anymore... even if I still want to."
I stared at him, waiting for more answers, but that's it.
"This is not just about Y/N going after Paris, isn't it?" I finally asked him.
Minuet stayed silent.
"Minuet."
He looked up at me. "Y/N broke up with me, bu-"
"Y/N. Did. What?!"
"N- no! You didn't understand! I uh, I suggested that um... okay, it's because Y/N admitted she still-"
"She still likes Paris," I nodded, finishing his sentence. "I know, it's obvious."
"Yeah. So I gave her time to think about-- wait." His head jerked up. "How did you know that?"
I twirled a section of hair around my finger. "I told you, it's obvious. Please tell me you noticed that before. Y/N is always fair to the people she love."
"What. Ever." He shrugged.
I placed a hand on his back. "Are you sure you're okay letting her go? If she pick Paris in the end, I can assure you, you'll regret your life desicions."
Minuet chuckled lightly. "That's the fun part, to be honest; I'll fight for her love."
I smiled brightly. "You go, boy! Slay!"