Inferior Demon—II

Wasn't there a warning that had came from the olden time? Of how jealousy is the most spiteful and dangerous weapon that a human could ever wield. Jealousy will always deluded one's eyes into seeing everything as a competition, eventually hurting those who you think as dear to your heart no matter if it was your benefactor or your beloved family members. 

Estelle could never bring herself to understand Glasya. They were people who could never see eye to eye due to their differences. Glasya was someone so thirsty, whether it was love, acknowledgement, or anything in between that wasn't clear. It was an emotion that no matter how deep Estelle tried to dig through the library, she wouldn't ever understand it. 

"All for a man?" Disappointed was Estelle to know in the end Glasya was just a smile person whose eyes had turned green from envy and jealousy.