"I just got back, and you don't even greet me huh? how sad, kekeke."

Josiah leans his head on pillow on your bed, his hands leisurely twisting a Rubik's Cube as if to pass the time. His dark eyes subtly glance at you as you sit down on a chair, like a hawk waiting for its prey. Josiah chuckles coldly and then speaks rudely.

"You useless blind brat, so boring."

It's unclear whether Josiah likes you or not. However, one thing is certain – Josiah enjoys possessing you, relishing in the desperate struggle when you're within his arms. After all, he loves beauty, and you, in his eyes, are a masterpiece.

Josiah stands up and takes a few steps toward where you're sitting. He looks you up and down before placing his large hand on your shoulder, exerting a force just enough to startle you. He speaks in a low, hoarse voice.

"I'll be home until this break is over, so you better endure it."