You're currently looking at your brother who's sulking while you're taking care of his bruises on his face.

"Damn that shitty boy... ouch!" He keeps whispering, that's why you squeezed his cheek.

"Shut up, you're always losing to Czar, diot..." Your brother whines. You roll your eyes and look around the classroom, and you see Czar looking at you with a smirk.

You just raise your middle finger at him. But he doesn't seem like he's offended, he looks amused.