Maker Of Mischief (Ch.118)

A green eyed man donning a black button up shirt and leather pants sat on a bench in the park, sipping from a cup of iced tea he had just picked up from the cafe across the street.

"What is this disturbing taste...?" He murmured to himself as he swallowed down the strange liquid that left a chill on his tongue.

And though he found the beverage strange to his taste, he had on a blank yet serene expression as the soft breeze grazed over his hair, making the bangs at the front flutter backwards.

With his inky black hair and handsome features, he caught the attention of many females passing by, both young and old and they constantly passed him what they must have believed were subtle glances.

However he did take note of these glances, each one of them, he just did not care for it though a small, mischievous smirk rested on his lips.

This green eyed man had the physical appearance of a dashingly handsome young man, with a thin body frame and tanned skin,