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"Why do I even need to go!?" He shouted, "Can I just stay in my room!? Or just ignore me like you always do!" He then received a heavy slap on his left cheek.
"Don't you dare raise your voice at me!! You useless bitch!" Marlyn, the first wife, said in the belligerent tone after slapping Azer.
"If I'm useless—like you always said, then why are you using this useless to get close with the Dixon family!?" He sarcastically replied.
Marlyn became a mannequin because she didn't know that Azer knew her plan. A plan to use Azer to get close with the Dixon family. Instead of risking her own child, he used Azer.
"Is it just me or you too? Are you fucking stupid to think that I wouldn't know your plans? Marlyn, my dear stepmother, I'm trained to become an assassin, and with a little plan just like yours, it's not hard to know your third-rate plan!" Azer seriously said in a soothing tone.
"You! Piece—" Azer cut off Marlyn
"Piece what? Piece of trash? Marlyn, do you not get tired of always saying that? Because I'm not." Azer smiled and tapped his stepmother's shoulder.
"You fucking psychopath!" Marlyn whispered
Azer stopped his walk and turned around to Marlyn. "Ooh, are you saying something? Come on, we're going to be late. I hate being late, you know." Marlyn cursed in her mind and walked after Azer.
Meanwhile,
Azer found himself strolling to the garden of the Dixon family. Azer hates crowded places and getting attention from the others, so he sneaks out and strolls around the beautiful garden.
He then saw a tall man staring at the dark sky. "It's going to rain soon," he said, as if he's close with the man. The tall man just looked at Azer with a cold stare.
"Do you believe that if a person dies, they will become a star?" Azer randomly asked, but he received a silent answer. "Me? I don't." Azer answered his own question and smiled with his answer, but his eyes contradicted his smile.
After a long silence, the tall man asked, "Why?"
Azer chuckled. "Why? Because how should they twinkle if they die horribly?"
The man was taken aback by Azer's answer; he doesn't have any idea who's this soft and fragile-looking man or what kind of life he went through.
Azer then broke the awkward silent by saying, "Want some?" He offered.
"Jelly?" The man confusedly asked.
Azer nodded and shoved the jelly in the man's pocket, then he ate three consecutive jelly. However, after 5 minutes, Azer suddenly panicked while rambling in his pocket.
"What—what the heck!? You have allergies!?" The man was jolted in shock when he saw those red dots on Azer's neck.
"Arghh—help me find my meds; I can't find them." Azer then fell on his knees while scratching his rashes.
"You have an allergy to jelly!!?"
"No—"
"Then what!?"
"It's the flavor!"
The man took out the jelly from his pocket and looked at the flavor of the jelly. "Lychee? You're allergic to lychee? And yet, you still ate it!?" He shouted frustratedly.
"Aghh—stop bickering! Just help me find my meds!"
Azer has an allergy, but no one knows and no one should know about this, because that is one of his weaknesses that he shouldn't have from the beginning.
He was well aware of his allergy, but he was still and always going to eat lychee because that's his favourite flavor and food, and he couldn't afford for someone to find out about his allergy. And yet, he revealed it to a stranger.