Winter_Iris

Issac Zaid, a psychiatrist that has risen in popularity over the fact that, whoever enters his clinic, comes out feeling like 'all the negativity of their life was sucked away'. 

No one knows anything about this man, not even his closest friend, Soren Usoro, who has been trying to find out more about his friend by exchanging numbers with his one night stands but they always disappear the day after they were with him. 

It did not help that Issac is sometimes covered in bruises and injuries that looked too severe for him to have survived them or the fact that, under his eyepatch, is nothing but an almost empty socket and something glistening in the darkness.

What could he be hiding? And why is he not dead from his sugar consumption yet? Five whole cakes a day is not a healthy diet! 

"Issac! Put that abomination down!"

"Sorry, did you want some honey-dipped, chocolate-coated strawberry cheesecake with sprinkles, cherries and coconut shavings, Soren? You can have a bite. I am not sharing the whipped cream topping though." 

"I DON'T WANT IT!!!"

Forge of Shadows

"Before we move, I need to review the plan with you all," Issac said, grabbing Clause and Emery by the collar as he pulled them to him.

"But, we already know the plan, dad," Emery whined, flailing his arms up and down.

"It would be wise to review it, just in case." Clause said as Emery immediately agreed, nodding. "Go ahead, father."

"These two …" Royce chuckled, shaking his head, "I can see why people have a hard time getting close with either of you."

"What do you mean by that?" Emery asked, crossing his arms over his chest. "Someone was trying to get close to Clause? Who is it?"

"I am sure uncle is talking about you, Emery." Clause said, tapping on his brother's shoulder. "You are quite popular and I have been seeing leeches around you."

"Eh?! Really? I thought I drove them all away." Emery tapped on his chin, thinking. "Should I have been meaner to them or something?"

Arrival!