Alex’s POV
I winced as I examined my forehead in the mirror which bumped into the door jamb. Luckily, my nose, which had also been hit by the door, didn't hurt as much as my forehead which becomes swollen.
"Why weren't you more cautious, Alex? You looked ridiculous in front of that arrogant man," I told myself as I stood in front of the mirror. When Uriel entered our room, I turned to face the door. I averted my gaze from him right away. I know he's mentally laughing at me for being clumsy.
"Put it on your forehead to reduce redness and swelling," he said. I had no idea he had come to my aid. He walks like a ninja. His footsteps were too light as if he wasn't a big guy.
"What is that—" I turned to him to ask what he was giving me, but I was cut off when something cold suddenly placed
