Wishful Thinking

Pursing his lips, Ken was about to turn away. He couldn't bear himself to think about his miserable situation even further. 

Just then the noise underneath increased. 

This caught his attention and he couldn't bring himself to look away. The noise beneath intrigued him and distracted him. 

Turning to look at the entrance, he found a rather charming young man. He was dressed in a finely tailored black suit and black pants. 

With sharp sword-like brows and a charming youthful face, he looked like one of those handsome models straight out of a fashion magazine. 

But there was something more to him than what eyes could meet. 

Immediately, the moment he arrived he captured the attention of almost everybody present there.

"Hiro! Hiro!"

The moment Hiro arrived at the scene, the people at the scene began to chant his name.