"Everyone, it's time to choose our lucky partners. If you don't mind, then I will allowance the lucky numbers who have been chosen today."
Corrin looked at this scene with a happy expression. But as soon as a familiar name flashed across his screen, he was distracted. Even now, looking at the name 'Olivier' hurt him. It made him feel guilty because of how he parted ways with his friend.
But after almost 2 years of losing contact, the ache was beginning to go away.
'And now he is dead. So, I don't think I will ever be able to reconsider with him again. It sucks, but I need to move on with my life now.'
With those words anchoring Corrin, he shook his head and looked at the randomly generated numbers on his screen.
He would have even called out those numbers, but he stopped short when his phone vibrated.
As far as Corrin knew, no one was supposed to be calling him right now. So, his curiosity made him pick up his phone.
