Slyvester’s POV

“Kyle~ I am so hungry~”

I walked toward Kyle, who was sitting in front of the dining table and reviewing for his upcoming exam. There was coffee next to him and papers that I avoided bumping into.

"Ah..." He replied as if incomplete. He looked at me with concern. He looked like he wanted to ask many things, yet he did not do it out of consideration.

‘He must have wanted to ask how Vincent and I are doing.’

Sighing, I smiled to show that I'm hella okay. "Dude, what? Is there food?"

When Kyle heard my jolly way of speaking, he sighed in relief. He pointed to...