Third Person’s Pov
"Seriously? You chose him over me?" Brad turned to Elena and asked.
"Well—"
"Of course, she chooses me over you. Everything about me is of top quality compared to you," said Oswin, cutting Elena off and sitting bolt upright as if to compete with Brad to show off who was taller. Physically.
"Oh, yeah?" Brad smirked, showing no sign of being intimidated or backed down. "Give me an example of your top qualities because if people look closely, just the outside appearance alone, you're already pale in comparison. Look at my clothes. These are all designer clothes and limited editions," he said, eying Oswin up and down. "As for you, tsk... are those pieces even worth being called 'clothes'?"
Oswin slammed the table with a loud bang; his ears turned red in exasperation. "
