I stood a meter away from the oak tree while Hugo introduced his companion to me. I felt nervous under their gaze, making me grind the nail of my thumb against my index.
"That curly guy is Ivo. Those two who are sitting side by side are Kieran and Cyran — they're twins. That buff guy over there is Tito. He may look scary, but he's too soft for his own good."
Hugo kept pointing at the men around the tree while I followed his finger. Ivo, the tall youth with curly hair, was still hiding behind the tree while peeking at us. I could feel the dark shroud emanating from behind his back.
My eyes then fell on the two men sitting under the tree, Kieran and Cyran. The identical twins both shared the same brown hair, dark eyes, lean face, and narrow nose. They looked so similar that I was certain I wouldn't tell them apart; they also do the same thing as they both tilted their head to the right, and then to the other at the same pace!
