Chapter 57: Sweet park
Crysty stood there, sizing the two of them up from head to toe. Her sharp eyes flickered between Eiden and Lyra, examining them as if she were a judge at a high-stakes audition. Under her gaze, both Lyra and Eiden stood frozen stiff and awkward like contestants waiting for a verdict.
Lyra looked as if she were shrinking with every passing second. Her shoulders tensed, her posture curled slightly inward, and her face gradually flushed with red. Crysty’s stare was relentless, like a scanner dissecting every detail.
Eiden, on the other hand, appeared calm and composed. His expression was neutral, almost too relaxed. It was the effect of his [Face Master] skill outside, he seemed unbothered, but inside, a mild panic bubbled under the surface.
Crysty raised an eyebrow, intrigued. She had expected Eiden to be flustered, maybe even visibly nervous. But this this composure was unexpected. He seemed way too casual. He’s too calm... Is he used to this? she wondered.
Given his childhood with Sasha, maybe he was simply used to being seen around girls. That would explain it. But even so, this wasn’t Sasha. This was Lyra someone clearly dressed to impress, and not in the "just friends hanging out" kind of way.
Don’t tell me... he doesn’t even think much of Lyra? Already friendzoned her? So he’s just casually here without a second thought? Poor Lyra... she’s going to have to work harder.
The silence stretched a little too long before Eiden finally broke it. "Going to Sasha’s?" he asked casually, shifting his gaze to Crysty.
She smiled and nodded. "Yes. How about you two? With that get-up?" she teased, subtly gesturing toward Lyra. It was a harmless line, but there was an undeniable weight in the way she said it.
Lyra was dressed stunningly gorgeous, in fact. Her attire was elegant yet playful, unmistakably styled to turn heads. It was the kind of outfit no one wore without a purpose. Eiden’s clothes were neat and stylish too, but they still passed as casual. Lyra, however, was dressed to stand out.
Crysty’s eyes gleamed mischievously as she looked at Lyra. "Well then, I’ll be on my way. You two enjoy yourselves," she said with a knowing grin as she walked past. Just before moving too far, she leaned slightly toward Lyra, her voice dropping into a whisper only Lyra could hear. "Good luck."