Chapter 132. Fragile Things

"I wonder… is it safe to touch?"

As Hubert voiced his thoughts, he extended a hand to touch it. The instant he did, he felt a formidable force from the other side, pulling him in with great intensity.

"Pull me back!"

He shouted, reaching behind him to grab the clothes of someone standing close by. That person instinctively embraced him, pulling him away from the entrancing force, causing both of them to tumble onto the ground.

Regaining his senses, Hubert found himself atop Jacob, with Winston extending a helping hand. In an attempt to alleviate the awkwardness, Hubert hastily grabbed onto Winston, his lifeline. But he couldn’t manage to rise because Jacob was still clinging to him, his arms wrapped tightly around his waist. In a hushed tone, Hubert reminded:

"Jacob, I need to get up."

For reasons unbeknownst to him, Jacob’s grip tightened. He buried his face in Hubert’s neck, intoxicated by a familiar scent he hadn’t