"This is what I hate when I make appointments with Edward. It's always like this!" lamented Nicholas with a frown. Why did he want to be toyed with by his best friend?

This afternoon, Edward suggested gathering with his three friends in one of the shooting ranges. Tired of riding, bowling, or billiards, he finally decided to try another sport this week.

Instead of coming first, Edward remained as usual. He arrived too late to ignite Nicholas' emotions already at the top of his head.

"Even though you can read Edward's temper, you still innocently came on time, didn't you?" Tristan sneered with a laugh. He was happy to see...