"Is he the one, Cheon Areum?"
"Fucking hell, you're really just dilly-dallying around without a single worry."
Cheon Areum kept his eyes locked on the man before him. The figure stood there casually, gazing down at him—if one could even call it a gaze—with eyes completely hidden behind a fall of hair. The energy radiating from him matched Cheon Areum's… no, it might have even surpassed it.
Crouching down to catch his breath, Cheon Areum reached up to check whether the hairstyle Rian had carefully done for him before going to school had survived the reckless flight through the sky. A few strands had slipped loose from the French braids.
That alone was enough to irritate him—but somehow, it still didn't piss him off as much as the man standing in front of him, his eyes completely hidden behind that curtain of hair.
"Call Yoon Seoyul and tell him we've found the new awakener."
