The Next Prince, Chapter 1 pg3
The Next Prince, Chapter 1 pg3
“But it's not the first time our friend has been followed like this. At least there's that other doctor ...” Alex took advantage of the moment when his friends were laughing and said loudly, looking towards the person they were teasing.
The tough-looking young man looked towards a man sitting with his hands clasped on his lap. He glanced down at them with an indifferent expression, not showing any emotions before turning his head and speaking softly. “That doctor ... always trains our team and every time that guy Nin competes he is here pronto. I think if it weren't for those scouting eyes, he would be one of the people who like Nin.”
“That could be it. That doctor has never spoken to me before.” Khanin commented. The young man raised his head and went to Alex to say that he had paused a little when he saw that someone else was already looking at them.
The distance was not far, so Khanin could clearly see the doctor.
The tall and well-built man had a face that made everyone think he belonged to the category of handsome men favored by God.
No matter how many times you look, you cannot deny that he is a very handsome man... even though he is Asian, his height seems to be almost ten centimeters taller than he actually is from a quick glance.
Moreover, the uniform also makes one jealous, to the point where he could be sitting normally and looks more like a celebrity posing for a photoshoot instead of sitting and watching them practice swordsmanship every day.
Khanin looked at him, considering his black hair, cut short according to the current fashion trend. Thick eyebrows pressed against an oval face with a sharp nose, ending with the most attractive organ... Their dark, paired eyes were no different from the predatory eagle's gaze, constantly staring at their prey.
Everything mentioned is under a white-gray tone dress code. The other side is always like that.
Khanin has never seen this person dress in any other tone. Usually, two out of three times, he wears a turtleneck shirt that is either black or white, alternating back and forth, like they only have a few outfits. But it cannot be denied that the dressing of the other side makes this man look like a high aristocrat, from his posture, the way he carries himself, and his various attractive gestures.
He doesn't seem like an ordinary person...
Khanin still doesn't know the purpose, he doesn't understand why this person is here, watching. Although his mouth denies it, he can't help but wonder if what Alex said might be true.
Does this man like him that much?
Oh my goodness, he is not the type of person who would appreciate anything fragrant (male-on-male) anyway.
So why bother keeping watch him if he doesn't like him?
There are many questions lingering in his mind, and they surely stimulate Khanin's curiosity greatly.
Well... one of his flaws that cannot be fixed is being one of them...
I like finding answers. If there's nothing to bother my mind, I'm not the type who thinks too much, but if I'm curious, I'll find a reasonable and logical answer.
What do you call it? It's something that Tattanai, his father, has been training him with since birth. It's a part of his body's soul... his spirit.
“I'll go talk to the doctor, ask him everything so that nothing will be left unanswered.”
Without waiting for anyone to ask, Khanin turned quickly and handed his saber to his friend Paul to hold. Then he walked quickly towards the person with an aggressive posture.
Every move of Khanin was under the watchful eye of Charan. The young man shifted slightly, ready to deal with what was about to happen. When he saw that his target had been staring straight at him the whole time, he approached with a determined gaze.
A skinny cat was trying to catch a big fish in a wide water pond...
It's time... Charan, you have been waiting for this day for a long time. The young man had a lot to say and just wanted Khanin to listen.
“Are you here to see me?”
As soon as he sat down, Khanin, with his sweet voice, immediately began a conversation with a stranger in English because he didn't know what language the man spoke. He leaned forward and hugged the small stranger to comfort him, but the tall man just stared back silently without saying anything.
“...”
“Or are you a scout for another team? If so, I have to decline because I don't have any plans to continue fencing after graduation. I want to take a break for a year or two.” When Khanin saw that the tall man wasn't saying anything, he took matters into his own hands and asked and declined, having done this many times with scouts.
However, the other side still sat still like a statue.
“….”
“Or... the reason you followed me like this is because you... “ At this point, Khanin's eyebrows furrowed automatically, he felt uncomfortable and upset that he remembered what Alex said now, but it was just a hypothesis that could be possible in this situation.
“Or do you just like me... that's why you followed me?”
“….”
It worked. The stranger turned his head to face him immediately after sitting still like a statue for so long.
Okay... let's talk, statue person. You can't just sit there quietly. Shall we talk on the phone or something?
“Hasn't Tattanai told you yet?”
However, the first thing the man chose to say was not about liking or disliking something...
Does this person... know my father?
“Tell me?”
From thinking that he would ask for clarification, he became even more suspicious. The furrowed brows on both sides of Khanin's face almost met in the middle. The young man moved towards the stranger without realizing it, causing them to be so close that they could almost hear each other's breathing.
“Um...”
The man spoke with a hoarse voice and narrowed his eyes, as if he was scrutinizing Khanin with great importance. The facial expression of the tall man indicated that they were analyzing openly.
“Tell me what.” The young man asked calmly, although he almost exploded with curiosity in his head. Something was abnormal... Khanin looked at the man and knew that there was no way he could tell him the truth.
“Say that...” The man paused, intentionally increasing Khanin's curiosity.
The young man did not think about whether he could read what he saw, that it might not be true, but Khanin wanted to observe the other person's expressions. A slight tilt of the head when he saw the eyes that used to look at him with anxiety suddenly turned into a calm expression within a blink of an eye.
“When you draw your sword, you tend to shift your left shoulder unconsciously. The force behind it makes you move fast. But if you meet an opponent who is superior to you, they will read immediately that in your next move, you will either thrust or make a feint.”
“...”
“A habit like that may make you lose next time... so you should improve in that area.”
“...”
“Because this is something Tattanai should let you know earlier on.” “You... “
“Actually, I think... of the Fencing Association members, you still need a lot of practice.”
#Across the Sky Beside You
The strict protagonist.
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