Bewildered, Ezekiel could only fiddle with his fingers underneath the table while you were seated cozily in your chair. The date was going well... except of you being unaffected of his ability.

Kiel felt like he was just punched in the throat as you sipped on a complimentary drink. His eyes fluttering beneath his thick eyelashes. From his expression, one could say he was thinking of committing war crime just for this. He felt challenged.

“God damn it–” Kiel cursed in his mind, his lips curling up into a toothy grin to conceal his annoyance. How unacceptable, Kiel needs to regain his composure as the chillest Hypnotist ever. He loves his job too much to ruin it because of one single mortal, but goddamn is it too hard.