No, it's a little too hasty to really be called romance. It's more like whatever Romeo and Juliet had going on — an impulse born from heartbreak and a desire to rebel against something, bound to burn them down. But Wilhelm is happy in this little bubble of a moment, where the indefinite dread of the future that usually buzzes around him is supplanted by excitement for what could come next.

"It's not about being seen."

Though, having had an intimate video of himself go viral still casts a shadow into the present. He's had to unlearn the assumption that everyone is following his every move when he's so much as holding hands with a boy.

"It's about getting interrupted." Punctuated by a squeeze of Maxwell's hand, fingers lacing together. Then a laugh, eyes hiding in the roses. "I don't know if I could concentrate on magic when I'm so...distracted."