His eyes... Oh, those weird looking eyes...

Truthfully, it wasn't that Aiden wasn't angry. He was angry, more than just angry.

In between all the students of St. Cohen, Ethan was an abnormal being. 

He had no ambitions, the very thing that created this school, he lacked that. 

It was as if he was here on a picnic, a long time vacation, on which he could do whatever he wanted.

Since the day, he had come here, all he had done was to get behind him. Try to become his friend, and get close to him.

Aiden knew the reason. He was handsome, heavenly so. His mother always told him, the world told him, and he knew that himself.

So, this type of thing was very common for him.

But Ethan was not common. Even though he looked so simple and did things as if he didn't care about any consequences, somehow everything would turn in his favor.

Even in school, no matter what mistake he made, he would always somehow get out of the situation as if magic.