"Glenn!"
From behind, Rowdy Brightwill's angry voice echoed.
Glenn Hutchinson stopped in his tracks, glimpsing Rowdy's figure darting out from the side and halted in front of him.
Rowdy Brightwill rushed over, grabbing his collar directly.
"What did you do to Flossie?!"
His young face was filled with fury and displeasure.
Tightening his grip on Hutchinson's collar, Rowdy seemed almost crazed, veins bulging on his forehead.
Even during the toughest moments of selection and training, he had never shown such a fierce reaction.
Glenn Hutchinson lowered his gaze, his eyes scanning him inch by inch.
Rowdy, however, ignored him, with anger the only thing in his eyes.
He had struggled to convince himself not to do anything, allowing Flossie and Glenn Hutchinson to be together, even suppressing his feelings when witnessing their intimacy.
But—
Now!
Flossie was clearly not okay.
Hiding everything, keeping everyone at a distance was something Rowdy had never seen before.
