Noah rubbed his head with a slow, weary sigh, a look of mild frustration crossing his face as he navigated his chaotic thoughts.
'At least, I already had a plan for all this from the start… somewhat of a plan… tsk,' he thought, clicking his tongue softly at his own internal calculation.
While the sudden, explosive popularity of both his identities was rapidly becoming a massive logistical nightmare, he hadn't been completely blind to the risks of his rapid ascension.
He had spent the last few weeks quietly laying down the structural foundation for a grand, complex misdirection that would allow him to safely navigate the incoming global storm, even if the sheer velocity of the public's reaction was forcing him to adapt his strategies on the fly.
A strange, sharp glint suddenly flashed across his dark eyes, replacing his previous mild irritation with a look of absolute, cold focus.
