Sebastian watched them leave his room. He wondered what that was about. He'd remembered that Atlas used to have a crush on him during his youth, but that can't be possible.
The crush was probably temporary after he crushed it with his own hands after he told him that he wouldn't be with someone like him.
Additionally, he was dying at that time from the werewolf bite and scratches. He didn't think it was possible to survive.
Additionally, the boy—or the man—now hates him.
Although people say there is a thin line between love and hate.
He shakes his head as he tries to erase the memories from his mind. He looked at the door that was still open.
He stiffly walked toward the door and closed it, making sure the lock was in place. He looked down, narrowed his eyes, and decided that he would need to change the locks because having two people know his password and they can enter his room anytime they please just like tonight doesn't exactly make him happy.
