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Izana could only stare at the scene in front of him out of pure jealousy, currently in disbelief at what he was witnessing. Anyone passing by could tell that he was infuriated with something, well in this case, someone. The orchid-eyed male then found himself scowling in disgust at the pair from across the corridors of the hallway, who were currently engaging themselves in their small talk — similar to how old acquaintances conversed after they finally reunited.
Normally, upon seeing such a sight, Izana would have walked away and minded his own business — however, he couldn't do that when it was a mere stranger clinging to his other right-hand man like an annoying leech. Although, no matter how much Izana tried to deny the fact that the aurora-eyed male was growing close with the [hair color]-haired female, even someone as delusional as he was could tell that his friend was growing fond of the [eye color]-eyed female.
And Izana didn't like that and wished he could simply drag his underling away from that [hair color]-haired female. Unfortunately though, just as he was about to try to mend his friendship with the aurora-eyed male, a random woman appeared out of nowhere and began clinging to his underling, denying him the opportunity to begin carrying out his plan on the first day of being a sophomore. Izana Kurokawa was a well-known man who handled his affairs rather efficiently and effortlessly without lifting a single finger — yet somehow, his plans never failed to execute the exact outcome he anticipated. That was one of Izana's skills that he greatly pride himself on, as it served its purpose for nearly his entire life, so how come things were not going his way now?
The thought of his plan not going his way, just because of a mere stranger, brought a dangerous scowl to his tan-skinned face. He had faced several enemies in the past, yet none of them ever truly became an obstacle to his plans, no matter what kind of opponents he was facing. Yet his pride refused to remain defeated over an idiotic fool who had no idea who she was dealing with. The white-haired man had never felt this much hatred and humiliation towards a person until that woman came along.
