In This Essay I Will-

[ His stoic expression slowly eroded into visible signs of frustration. Little things at first: a minuscule eyebrow twitch, a slight wrinkling of his nose that was a prelude to his default frown, that small downward tug in the corners of his lips.

He was too deep in his growing list of issues with this- this atrocity to even hear them. He could not keep this to himself anymore. Opening his mouth, not caring about his audience, Cale just goes O F F. ]

Or, Cale reads something. He is not impressed.

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Cover image from Trash of the Count's Family Manhwa, Chapter 37 by Pan4