“My parents have died.” “What?” Theodore couldn’t hide his surprise. Master Lazarus was still smiling as he gave Theodore a bottle of Medicine and a glass of water. “Drink to improve your condition.” Theodore obediently drank a grain of the drug. “You’re not the first person to be surprised by my story. Everyone who hears it will be surprised, especially if I explain more. My parents were both killed protecting Odd Eye Circle. It happened a very long ago but I can still remember it clearly. People think my parents are so stupid for protecting an Odd Eye Circle, even though my parents are the bravest people ever. I’m proud of them. So, I’m trying my best to change the government to be more friendly to The Odd Eye Circle.” Master Lazarus pressed a button on his desk, and instantly, the light formed a projection of the data. “That’s data on how many Odd Eye Circles had killed daily. There are more than twenty people every day in this city and more than thousands worldwide. I cannot st
Simon pressed the bell and waited until the apartment’s owner opened the door for him. Simon waited while leaning back. Suddenly, his head was spinning. Although not severe enough, it feels pierced by a sharp object. He allowed himself to be exposed to rainwater until his hair felt intentionally wet.Sucks.There was a nagging feeling that Simon himself could not tell. He doesn’t even know what kind of feeling he is. Simon found it difficult to express his emotions openly. Simon needs a lot of time to arrange suitable and concise words to make them easy to understand and avoid misunderstandings if Simon can’t do that. He chooses to remain silent. That way, the nagging feeling he experienced could be erased by itself.Simon waited ten minutes, and the door was still open. Hi’s eyebrows twitched as he thought about what he would do next. Will he return to his apartment? Simon vehemently denied this. He’s afraid of being alone. Or should Simon come in? Besides, he knows the password to t
The man turned to face the locked door, back to his activities earlier, looking for the right key. The sound of the set of keys was shaken, making Simon murmure when the tall boy couldn't find the right key."Give it to me!" Simon said, taking the keys from the tall man's hand. Simon is fairly calm, but for now, one Fool has lost his patience. His dark eyes scrutinized every key. He watched closely and tried them individually, just like the tall guy did. Not much different, he managed to find it on the second occasion, looking for a suitable key.A flat-shaped key with a serrated bar successfully opens a locked door. Then, Simon gave the set of keys to the young man behind him with a disdainful look."I swear I did the best I could!" Ashley denied it. His nose deflated when he realized the meaning of Simon's gaze. Ashley swore he felt a strong aura from Simon's night Eyes.More precisely, to make him nervous.Simon ignored Ashley. He walked into the room without any light. No wonder t
You are so careless! I’m giving you for free, not just to shed,” grumbled a girl in a brown apron that was a cafe uniform.“I’m sorry.” Replied the short-haired man who just hit Simon. “After all, this is not my fault. All this is because the cafe is too narrow, which makes it difficult for me to walk on one-by-one benches.”“Shut that mouth! Don’t let me report to Mom and Dad and make you go home.” The girl with the apron threw the mop at the man. “Clean up your mess.”“You don’t have to tell me twice. I’ll do it right away.”“You made me lose my first day of work, Ash!” said the woman. “Once you’re done with that, quickly change your clothes and start serving customers!” the girl commands before leaving the place.Ashley Grissham is the full name of the guy with short hair, which is inversely proportional to his great height and stature. Ashley was often bullied by children his age when he was a child because his name was synonymous with women. Ashley has never regretted having such
The sun up there is working very hard to burn anything down here. Although it tastes like being roasted alive, few people move away from the crowd to find shelter. Summer makes their spirits swell. No matter how hard the skin turned red or the perspiration began to flow, these people still jostled themselves to the music of semi-rock bands on the stage.I had enough trouble leaving this crowd to regret not following Lucas a while ago. While not entirely straightforward, at least two people are better than one. The sun up there didn't help get rid of the density. It's worse than being stuck in a sauna. And let's remember the smell of sweat that becomes one another. Blimey! I had to fight my way out of here with my breath held.It's been a terrible summer.My clothes were out of shape when I came out of the crowd—several times pulled and propelled by strangers. At least having a relatively large body kept me from falling over obstacles like that. Outside of being in the audience, it's n
I've seen him for a long time. Watching in silence.Glued to the same spot. Over and over again, every time. Most people would get bored doing this, but it's not that bad. I get bored, and tired sometimes, but what I get will pay for all my exhaustion.The cheers of the audience are hardly distracting, Not because I love crowds, not because I'm already immune to noise. It's just, that my vision works better than my hearing. Especially when I see his figure on the stage. It's not big enough, it's not like the all-star concert. And yet somehow, it's more luxurious than anything in the world. Beyond the most expensive diamond. Floodlights pointed at him, giving him more of an eccentric image... like when you were staring at a medieval painting. Beautiful, dazzling, charming, to me, there's no word enough to describe how perfect he is.The sapphire's blue eyes brightened by reflecting the light from the spotlight, his white skin shining like a thunderstorm. The more it makes it beautiful,
That older man is sly. He’s charging triple. At this rate, I’ll buy three instead of two for one. The seller may use any means necessary to sell his wares, no matter what. I’d never felt this upset before, nor could the scorching effect of the sun feel immediately searing the head, boiling in the marrow of the brain.I was about to start a damn session if I didn’t remember my first intention of buying this candy apple. Right, it shouldn’t be like this. How can I go to him when I’m not in the mood?Inhale, then exhale slowly.Repeating such a course was quite successful, which made my mind relatively calm. I won’t let eleven bucks ruin the most mature plan I’ve ever made, albeit unexpectedly arranged about a few minutes ago. But I’m very sure. It’s a good time, if not now, then.I turned my head to find his jockeying figure with a few others.‘Ba—dum!’Oh, shit.How can his smile make my heart beat so fast? Not even one step closer to him, should I leave it?“No. Don’t retreat. This is
Maserati pulled up in a basement parking lot after the driver knocked on the brakes, not to avoid accidents, just a young man behind the wheel fuming over the innocence of the car. After an expensive vehicle suddenly stops, the driver's body is somewhat jerked forward. Then...DUUGH!Loud noises were heard as a result of the meeting of the forehead and steering of the car. Karma's happening too fast.Simon —the driver of the car— stroked his forehead while grimacing silently. His forehead must have been red right now. As he was starting to feel the pain in the direction of dizziness. Simon is not so impatient. He tends to be less concerned about his surroundings. Like a long line to be crossed by a stranger, a hair was found in his food, a flat tire suddenly, or water died while he was still in the foaming state of his hair. Simon chose to find another way to solve the problem of his head cold.But now, for the first time, he felt bitter and fiery. Probably because his shit repeatedly