Ivor vented out all the load in his heart that was weighing him down. He gave voice to his dreams, his aspirations, and his despair. In front of four LA students, one emotional-for-no-reason snack shop's keeper, and a few customers.
The heir apparent to the Osan baronet had realised he had lost his senses to his emotions. He had told these guys many crucial things that weren't privy to common folks. Like the binding contract of Royal Ren. And the kingdom-controlled ways to progress smoothly in the ranking journey.
But it was too late. Ivor had already said those things. And he couldn't take them back. Furthermore, he had expressed his true feelings regarding his brother Isaac to the people outside his family.
Ivor started looking around himself. He was thinking about exiting this zone of weird silence that has been created by him. Everyone was looking at him with blank stares and sealed lips.
