Sir Ares, Goodnight

The hospital door began to creak, sounding almost as if someone had taken a constipated fart. It was one with stagnation. Jay frowned in distaste. The agitation he felt was increasing by the moment.

Sending a cold and impatient glare at the room's door, he watched the finger-wide gap screech as it slowly opened up.

After a long while only did it finally widen to a palm's width.

Jay felt his mood slowly worsen with the torturous creaks of the door.

Forcibly, he suppressed the rage boiling within and waited with an ungodly amount of patience for the person opening the door.

He was going to repay the person for their torment.

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He moved his eyes to stare at the ceiling, his more defined side profile shining with despondence.

softly, Angeline found Jay

under his head as his eagle-like eyes glared

never seen such a sharp edge on such a sickly

long while of hyping herself up did

with the hospital's networking system... We can't proceed with

tongue with a knife. 'Christ,

stammer, Jay heard a tone he

cold eyes

front of her chest. Jay's gaze locked onto her face. Despite having over half of her face shielded away, the two orbs above the mask-From the long line of her eyes, to her

his Angeline

smiled so

the most beautiful

was the drive that kept him

petal he held in his

Yet...

should have