As you glanced to see the next pages, something felt odd, you were sure right here and now it would be where Valentine's childhood was talked about and his father's handkerchief.
But it wasn't, you stared at the drawing of the curly-haired President, who was drawn clenching to the handkerchief, having a distressed expression on his face, wait maybe you forgot about it and his past was talked about in the next pages then?
Again in the last panel, his eyes were directly looking... At you.
You didn't know why but the feeling of uneasiness slowly grew within you, staring at the last panel for a moment you turn the page trying to shake off the odd feeling...