The sickly beauty realized that she had never looked at him attentively before. She only realized then that his sleeping expression was extremely gentle and kind.
Right now, he was completely different than his pervert self when he was awoke.
Normally, in order to protect himself, he would wear a mask of laughter or anger, hiding his real feelings inside. He would never reveal his feelings easily, others would only be able to see his strongest side… Maybe right now was his real face! The sickly beauty was a little touched as she touched his face with her fingers. His face, it was not exactly handsome or elegant, one must overlook his face and feel him with one’s heart in order to discover his unique, unspeakable charm… Such a charm was hard to describe in words, but his charm was able to slowly influence the people in his surroundings.