Kyle is desperately messaging Steven, smiling forcedly to the maiden in front of him who is in no way as classy as him. She eats loudly, talks loudly, and is clumsy in an annoying way, unlike his muse who is also clumsy but cutely and attractively. Angel is the type of clumsy that you wanted to protect, this girl, who he can barely remember the name, is the type of clumsy that you would want to hit with the first thing your hands can grab. "I heard you are gay," Samantha said while her mouth is full with the well-done stake that she ordered. "Though, looking at you now, I am not sure if that is true," she continuously said while looking at Kyle from head to foot and back. Something on her tone rang an annoying bell in Kyle's ears, and though he would usually just smirk at these types of remarks as he believes that you cannot always have an emotional reaction to what other people say because it would let them control you, this instance will prove to us that sometimes we can be petty and violate the same principles we preach. " I heard you are pretty, though looking at you today, I am sure that it is not true," The maiden looked at Kyle with contempt, firmly held on to the wine glass in front of her. You can easily read her mind, her next move might have something to do with the glass and a splash of wine of course, not on her. Kyle slowly put his phone into the inner pocket of his satin suit. He gradually sit properly facing the interesting lady in front of him, looked sternly in her eyes, and said, " There is something you should know about me, I am not the most gentleman person you could ever see, as you said I am barely a man," Samantha looked at him confused while Kyle started cutting his medium-rare steak, savor a bite, and started opening his lips again after a sip of wine. "I would definitely fight back, so once you decided to throw that in front of my face please understand that my next move would involve a flying stake and sharp knife. I mean I hate getting my clothes dirty," He smiled, a devilish smile that would make anybody realized that within this man is a psycho kid, a portion that you wouldn't want to activate. Samantha understood that she is at a disadvantage, let go of her firm grip on the wine glass, clears her throat, and continuously eat her stake. Silence finally prevailed on their meeting after several minutes of sitting together. Kyle can get a glimpse of the refined lady that he expected from a daughter of the same breed. "You do not need to go to such extend to make me dislike you," Kyle said in a serious tone while cutting his stake, " All you need to do is just show up," Kyle gazes at her with playful eyes, give her a wink, and whispered, " I am not fond of drama, had so much of that in real life," Kyle sighed after whispering these words. Samantha, the initially fierce lady walking towards Kyle as if she is looking for a fight, is now tamed. She rarely becomes interested in another person, she buries her mind in books and on web novels and would do anything to avoid having a conversation with another human being. Though it is true that she really did go on a certain extend of research just to make sure that the person whom she will be meeting for the first time will not like her, and thought that she is doing fine until two minutes ago, is now looking earnestly at the person in front of her. All the effort in the morning is now slowly going down the drain. She is now becoming more conscious of how she dressed today, thinking back at her actions. For some reason, the tables had turned and it is not in her favor. She feels a feeling she is unfamiliar with, something that she only read on books, on web novels, on drama, and webtoons-butterflies in her stomach, and a racing heart she can't even believe that this is possible even in her wildest dreams- meeting a person for the first time and these feelings shouldn't mix. "Let us agree to never meet again," Kyle said smiling after the eight-course meal is done and is now offering his hands for a handshake to the person in front of him. "As if I would ever want to see your ugly face again," Samantha said in an annoyed tone. Slapping Kyle's hands away. "That is great then. At least we have something in common. I need to go now, for no particular reason. I just don't want to be here anymore," Kyle said in a stern tone, his lips smiling but his eyes are obviously sad. They both went on their way. Samantha looks gloomy as he watches Kyle's back slowly disappear as their car drives further away from the restaurant. "Anything that bothers you, Miss." Asked her secretary. "Nothing, it is nothing important," She smiles while looking at the pile of books she had inside her limousine. At the back of her mind she thinks, is it time for me to experience this on my own now and not borrow the emotions from fictional characters? "Here are your clothes Miss, I believe you should change now before your father pops out of nowhere and see you in those hideous clothes. "Does it really look bad?" She asked in a concerned tone, something that baffles the secretary. "Isn't that the goal Miss?" "Yea, of course. Whatever," Samantha said forcing a smile amidst her confused mind. ---**--- Kyle is waiting for Steven to arrive since he was not allowed to take his car a while back in the fear that he might run away- it is a preemptive measure as things like that happened in the past. He is impatiently waiting, even if he has just been there for less than fifteen minutes. Kyle looks at his back, instinctively as he feels that someone is watching him but found no one. He shakes his head and thought that it may be just because this day has been tiring, little did he know that his instinct is right; behind him is a man he is not aware of, someone watching his back. A person who is becoming more and more interested in his secrets, of his orientation, and is mystified by the fact that he sees him here, with another woman. "I will be able to unlock you, wait for it," The man whispered and walks on his way after he was called by his companions. Kyle looked back again and sees no one for the second time. "I might really need some time to sleep, I feel like someone is watching me." He shakes his head and is about to Steven for the tenth time after standing in that exact position for twenty minutes now, but he was unable to dial the call as the latter is now in front of him. "What took you so long?" Steven just chuckled and opened the door, "You are always very impatient," He murmured after closing the car door when Kyle is finally inside. "So how was it?" Steven asked in enthusiasm while starting to drive. "Don't even start, I do not want to talk with you." "haha, I can see that it didn't go well," Kyle did not respond. He closed his eyes and did not realize that he dozed off after just a few seconds. Steven smiled, he felt relieved that at least Kyle can get some rest but is also sad at how tired Kyle might have been to be able to sleep in the car. Steven thinks that life is never fair, you can either be rich or poor but either way, problems will always be hunting you. It is a constant flow of energy in our lives that makes its way to each of us- making our lives miserable but then again makes it interesting. Steven continued to drive with these thoughts in mind, he tried to drive slower to make sure that Kyle would not wake up of any sudden commotion that might occur. The ride has been so peaceful, maybe the most peaceful time of the day for the person sleeping like a baby at the back of the car, totally unaware of what waits for him in the following days.