Noah skimmed through the 5 of them. 3 of them were completely useless for him.
He didn't even look at them for a second before he focused his attention on the woman who was struggling to breathe.
Her face flushed red with heat, her hands clenched tight into fists as she struggled to keep track of her horniness, completely unrelated to Noah.
She slowly opened her eyes, which soon widened more when she heard her name coming from the person she least wanted to meet.
"You seem unwell." Noah, concerned for her health, ignored everyone else and went towards Rose, but was stopped by the man sitting beside Rose.
Only then did Noah look at him. In truth, he was only acting to ignore him. More than Rose, he was excited to meet his protagonist.
A young man, the same age as him, but more frail-looking than he was.
He had good features even though he looked weak and malnourished.
Along with his weak body, he had fair skin, dark hair and golden eyes.
