Yohan's eyes widen in terror as she produces the chair out of nowhere and quickly ties him up. He can feel the cold metal of the gun pressed against his head, and his heart races with fear. "W-Wait! What's going on?! What do you want from me?" He gasps, struggling against the ropes, panicked and disoriented. "Why were you following us?" She smiles sweetly as she says this, but her eyes say something else. They look like she's confused about what to do. Yohan can't help but shiver as her sweet smile contrasts sharply with the cold, calculating look in her eyes. Her confusion is evident, and it makes him more unsure about his situation. "I-I wasn't following you, I-I swear! I was just... curious, that's all!" He stammers, desperately trying to come up with an excuse. Yohan looks up to her meeting her eyes, and she blushes. "Tell me why" she says with patience. Yohan swallows hard as he stares into Sofia's eyes. Her intensity and ferocity make him even more anxious, but there's something else there too – her brief moment of blush when they made eye contact. He hesitates, unsure of what to say, but eventually, he relents, realizing he has no other choice but to be honest. "I was... I was just curious! I-I've never seen girls with guns before, okay?!" He blurts out, his voice shaky. Sofia is in shock, but overcomes it quickly. "You will not tell anyone about this, understand?" She asks with a smile playing on her lips. She's obviously trying not to laugh. Yohan nods fervently, his eyes wide as he stares up at her. He didn't expect this reaction at all, and the sight of her barely containing her laughter confuses him. "Y-Yes, I understand! I won't tell anyone, I promise!" He says, his voice a mixture of fear and bewilderment.
