It was a beautiful sunny day. The sky was painted a deep blue, along with countless white clouds that roamed in the sky while bathing in the sunlight. The air swirled around, spreading the faint scent of fresh grass and blooming flowers.
It was the kind of weather that made everyone feel at ease, warm, peaceful, and blessed, causing them to enjoy their day. But while everyone was enjoying the peacefulness and joy of the day, Nicholas's mood was the complete opposite.
Despite the beautiful sunny weather and the bright atmosphere, Nicholas was gloomy, frustrated, and restless. A dark cloud roamed above his head, and a chilling, cold aura surrounded him as he stared at his phone—no, he glared at that device.
Nicholas had been staring at his phone for hours now, impatiently waiting for a certain person's reply. He was waiting for his little moon's reply. He had been doing it for days now.
