“What do you think you’re doing?”

His voice resembled his usual attitude; demanding and rude. But there was an underline tone in his voice, one that’s never been there before talking to them.

Possessiveness… an obsessive undertone laced between his words.

“Who said you could talk to those lowlifes, huh?” Naoya hissed, glaring at them intensely. He doesn’t know what’s coming over him… but he can’t help but be controlling towards them.