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  Aster stared at Callum with a serious and thoughtful expression. As he sidered what could happeween Adam and Damián, he felt a mix of fear and . As a CIA agent, Aster had always been a trolled and level-headed man, aced to dealing with high-risk situations. However, the possibility of a ive rea from Damián towards Adam brought a sense of apprehension within him.

  While refleg oure, Aster realized that acceptand the frustration of personal boundaries were crucial elements in this situation. He uood that, even as a brave and experienced man, there were limits to his trol over his owions and others' reas. Accepting this reality was essential to hahe situation properly and proteg himself and Damián.

  Aster found himself fronted with the idea of pying a role in this story. He pondered how difficult it would be to escape from this situation and how it could affect his retionship with Callum. Would it be iable to emotionally detach himself from Callum? Aster wondered if he would bee just the antagonist, a hollow shadow iure. This awareness defihe boundaries of his inner world, boundaries he couldn't simply ignore.

  However, Aster knew he o front this situation head-oiny made him feel like a survivor of himself, and he was determined not to be merely a "atch," someone who gave up in the face of challenges.

  It was at that moment that a sudden bang echoed through the corridors, followed by a deafening silence. Aster, who remained in the room, heard the noise, and instantly his heart raced.

  "Oh my God, what was that?" Aster thought, his focused on Damián. The prolonged silehat followed the bang was uling. He imagihe possible tragedies that could have occurred. Had Damián harmed Adam? Or worse, had he done something irreparable?

  Aster was overe with fear that Damián might have crossed a dangerous lihe idea of Damián killing the protagonist of the story was terrifying to him.

  As the silence persisted, each minute felt like ay to Aster. He struggled with the agony of not knowing what was happening, his heart tight with uainty. His thoughts oscilted between accepting personal boundaries and the desire to intervene.

  Finally, Aster let out a nervous ugh aantly gave in, deg to make his way towards Damián's room.

  Callum interjected once again, making it clear that it was better for the two of them to resolve their issues alone. His tone acifying but firm, leaving no room for discussion.

  Aster emphasized, "My house, my rules"... He decided to head towards Damián's room.

  While Adam and Damián were engrossed in their growing intimacy, Aster swiftly ehe room without knog, ing face to face with the partially textualized se. His gaze immediately fixed on Adam shirtless, passionately embrag Damián, and an expression of shod indignation took over his face.

  Aster (startled): "L-Let him go, you pervert!"

  Adam and Damián abruptly separated, looking at Aster with fusion and surprise.

  Adam (fused): "What?!"

  Before Aster could finish his sentence, Callum ehe room, sensing the tension in the air.

  Callum (curious): "What's going on here?"

  Aster (pointing at Adam): "He was f Damián! I saw everything!"

  Damián (also fused): Taken aback by the embarrassment, he immediately distances himself from Adam.

  Adam (interrupting): "It's not what you think. We were..."

  Embarrassment hung in the air as everyone processed the misuanding that had just occurred. Callum cast a signifit look at Adam, filled with questioning and disapproval. It was as if he was silently asking, "Did you do something wrong?"

  "Aster, uand that I haven't done anything wrong at all. What you just witnessed was simply an intimate momeween me and Damián, based on mutual sent and desire. Nothing was forced, ah decided to proceed with it now."

  Callum looked at Aster and, in a fident tone, said, "I told you they would figure things out, and you don't o worry about them. Let's get out of here now." However, before Callum could step away, Damián became furious with Callum's attitude towards his friend.

  Damián, who had already distanced himself from Adam, stared intensely at Callum, his expression filled with sarcasm and distent. With a anding tone, he said, "Look into his eyes, Callum. Look closely. Do you think Aster looks like a lost or abandoned dog, helpless to the point of needing you to tell him what to do?"

  The words echoed in the room, filled with indignation. Damián was questioning Callum's behavior and defending Aster's autonomy. It was a direct rebuke to Callum's attempt to interfere in his friend's life.

  Aster felt the pressure and disfort of the situation, his mind swirling with thoughts. The sense of being ered increased with every passing sed, and he longed for a way to escape. His breathing quied, and his hands instinctively began running through his hair, revealing his underlying nervousness.

  Before Callum could respond, something ued happened, breaking the tense silence. Aster let out a scream of terror, as intense and chilling as one of the most distressing moments in a suspense movie. The sound cut through the air, eg through the hallways and surprising not only Adam and Callum but also Damián, who expected a pletely differeion.

  Aster's scream was so intense and surprising that a brief moment of sileook hold of the room. All eyes turo him as he desperately g to the piece of furniture, his eyes wide with panic.

  Aster seemed lost amidst the internal chaos that ed him. Fear and frustration had reached a boiling point, overflowing into a terrifying scream. His body trembled, and the terror etched on his face alpable.

  As the echo of the scream slowly faded, Damián stared at Aster with a mixture of fusion and . He noticed Aster's frightened and lost gaze, and upon hearing his trembling words, a small lump formed in his throat.

  "The flowers... Who will take the flowers?" Aster asked, his voice trembling.

  Damián uood now why Aster's favorite flowers were so signifit. The words about flowers evoked a delicate aional memory in him. He khat flowers were Emma's favorite, his ex-wife, and he would regurly pce them on her grave as a way to honor her memory.

  Damián struggled to find the right words, wanting to calm Aster's agitation. Their eyes met in a moment of silent uanding, and Damián spoke with a calm and reassuring voice, "Wheurn, we'll bring your favorite flowers, Aster's flowers, as your name."

  After Aster's outburst and the surprising exge of words between him and Damián, Adam sehe iy of the moment. He approached Callum, whispering in his ear, "I think it's best if we give them some time."

  Callum nodded, uanding the need for privad space for Aster and Damián to process the situation. They silently agreed to step bad leave the two friends alone.

  Aster took a deep breath, trying to pose himself after Adam and Callum left. His body still trembled slightly, but he felt a slight relief knowing he was aloh Damián. He looked at Damián, still fused and distraught, and asked with a trembling voice, "Are they gone?"

  Damián nodded, his eyes fixed on Aster, revealing a mixture of surprise and curiosity. "Yes, they're gone," he calmly replied.

  Aster breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a wave of fort wash over his body. However, something seemed off to Damián. He observed Aster with an expression of surprise and curiosity, notig the subtle ge in his behavior. "Are you okay? You were pretending," Damián said, intrigued by the iy of the scream and Aster's subsequeion.

  Damián tinued, "They'll think we're crazy. Why did you do that?"

  Aster let out a small awkward ugh, sensing his friend's fusion. "Well, let me expin," Aster began, taking the situation seriously. "I did it because... in a way, I imagihat the caveman who was holding you in his arms would then drag you by the hair into his luxurious cave. And the uy, it seemed like he was going to bite me on the ned drag me into his refined and elegant wolf den."

  What do you think? That I thought if they believed we were crazy, they might never e back? I mean, if I were them, I wouldn't e back," Aster expined with a hint of dark humor.

  "It's not that, but I o end that discussion, that embarrassing moment. I thought you had killed the protagonist, Damián. What was that noise?"

  Damián: The rea was automatic, as the men woulder my quarters uhey were trying to kill me.

  Aster paused for a moment, aware of the dangers of pheromones and their sequences. "Pheromones are something intriguing," he said, looking at Damián. "We don't have the same awareness of the structural formation of duties and ws regarding this because, in our world, this type utio exist. It's a new sense for us."

  He paused for a moment before tinuing, "However, we o remember that Adam Kadman is one of the protagonists of this story. Although he may not be important to us, he is very important to the people of this world. It's crucial not tet that."

  Damián absorbed Aster's words, refleg on the plexity of pheromones and the importance of uanding the perspective of the inhabitants of this extraordinary world. He agreed with Aster, aowledging that even though they didn't share the same rules and social structures, they o sider the impact of their as on life in this new world.

  "You're right, Aster," Damián agreed, his expression refleg seriousness.