The evil witch spirit that had long been buried in my heart suddenly surged to the surface, and I wanted nothing more than to kidnap those teenagers and boil them in a hot cauldron.
"Go away!" I bent down, grabbed a fistful of sand, and threw it toward them. "If you can't say something nice, then keep it to yourself!"
The teenagers squawked, running off while laughing at us.
"Haha, his girl turned into a dog!" one mocked Lando. "He's pathetic, his girl has to defend him! He can't even run!"
I was about to chase after them when Lando held my arm.
"It's fine," he said calmly, looking completely unbothered by their insults. "I'm used to it."
I let out a heavy sigh, my shoulders dropping. My eyes softened as I spoke.
