Angel still remembers the first time he met Rogers; this person gave him the impression of a very reliable and steady mature man. Compared to his lively close friend—Orlando, Rogers was the embodiment of the opposite extreme, so steady that Orlando relied too much on him for everything in life, resulting in them being forced to separate when arranged with mentors—one placed in the Mirror World, and the other outside the mirror.
Rogers was the one who cultivated outside the mirror.
But what surprised Angel was that Rogers, who used to love black and white shirts and always appeared mature and elegant, now had a different image.
Brown-black leather pants, a wine-red shirt, and a dazzling golden outer coat made him look like he was about to attend a masquerade ball as a public relations guy.
"What has Rogers gone through over the years? How did his taste in clothes change so drastically?" Angel kept questioning in his mind.
