What are you laughing at?

The evening sun was beautiful, and Sam noticed that from this angle, the sunlight would penetrate through the gaps in the leaves of a large tree outside the courtyard.

The warm orange light gently caressed Sam and Angel's hair. 

The girl walking beside him seemed to always carry an air of cold, aloof elegance, her nobility forcing everyone to look up to her. 

Sam was well aware that even with his extraordinary handsomeness and charm, in Angel's eyes, he was at best a slightly special toy. 

Completely winning her over was not going to be that simple.

At that moment, Angel spoke up. "Did Selena ask you to talk to me about the game console?"

Sam smiled. "If you already know, why ask? But you don't need to be such a harsh sister. She's still young; letting her play games for a while isn't so bad."

Angel looked at Sam coldly. "Do you enjoy spreading your kindness to all girls?" 

Sam was taken aback. "Isn't she your sister?"