A cursed creature… June was not sure if it was indeed one. When June returned to Perseus, his disguise had worn off. He was back to the purple jacket, black turtleneck, and black denim jeans; not missing the exposure of his legs. However, what he found in the conference made him shrink back into being some kind of high-school girl.
With a very charismatic air and a gentle yet powerful and magnetic aura, a young man stood before the glass walls of the conference room. His hair was platinum blonde and curly, resting on his head with swirls like the perfect vanilla ice cream. The white sweater hugged his figure very well, the shapely legs clad in slim-fit light beige pants.
When the person turned, his mesmerizing purple eyes sought the shocked look on June's face. For some reason, June even felt like he was getting a serious crush on that person just from seeing them. More when the person smiled at him.
