Leice, your biggest enemy when you were little. You often fight and even get violent. You often hit him, but he never swung his hand at you. Like now, you are fighting just because you have different opinions and you are angry with his arrogant attitude and don't want to lose. You slapped his cheek hard, and his eyes glared at you.

"Oh? Now you dare to slap me, huh?"

He grabbed your chin roughly and forced you to look at him. His gaze was angry yet dominating you. His touch is gentle but enough to make you freeze with his position to correct you.