"Aissshhh! That rotten jerk! First, he snatched away my love, now he is also impeding with my brother's love life! Ahhrrghh, I wish I could kick his balls or chop off his head!"
Noah furiously threw away the towel on the sofa in his bedroom after coming out of the restroom, taking a shower, while grumbling on his own in a dense pitch.
Slackly he laid over his bed and took a deep breath to inhale all the utmost extreme emotions that were stirring inside him. With a vexed mood, he flipped his wet hairs from over his forehead and raised up his chin to glance at the shimmering moonlit, radiating the dark cold night sky through the giant fenestration of his room.
Somehow, his heart was aching a bit. In all these 12 years of long waiting of being reconciled with his unrequited love, he always used to gaze at the moon as it always reminded him about Luna...
