Alex stood in the corridor, looking at the young man in front of him. The morning light filtered through the floor-to-ceiling glass windows in the distance, casting clear ripples on the two of them.
Alex had looked at Hunter carefully countless times with various emotions. At that time, he had more or less excuses in his mind, but now he had to admit that this was a man whose appearance was perfect from any angle.
Yes, a man. After he acquiesced to the absurd incident last night, Alex could no longer draw the curtain between the two of them. This was a man who had shared countless memories and honors with him, who had stood at the top of the world with him, who was excellent both in appearance and inwardly, and who was pursuing him.
Hunter was not wearing a coat, and his black tight sweater outlined his beautiful and powerful muscles, which must have felt very lively and elastic so close to his eyes. His sharp and handsome facial features looked at Alex with a bit of grievance, and he could vaguely see the appearance of a teenager, but was filled with a sense of aggression that could not be ignored.
Alex knew that his appearance was partly fake, but he knew it and just fell for it.
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