Four watched you from afar, his eyes narrowed, and his brow furrowed in an almost forced like manner. He glared at you in hatred. While staring at you, he looked you up and down, letting his mind wander for a minute before he caught himself. The back of his neck started trickling sweat nervously, but he covered it up by shouting out something at you.

"Hey! Y-you're dumb, you know th-that?"

He facepalmed himself mentally in embarrassment but covered it with a smirk.