Isaac's POV
"Hey, Charles, why did you choose the air element for me? I mean, can't I have something powerful like water or something like that?" the memory was returning to me now. The reason I was given this seemingly weak element. At the moment, I wanted something to show off with even though I knew it wasn't something that I would stick to. Air didn't feel like that kind of thing.
"Oh, I didn't choose your element," Charles replied.
"Wait what… what are you talking about? You're the one who told me what element was mine," I yelled at the boy.
"He told me you'd be mad if I ever brought up the subject," he said.
"Who told you… what are you talking about?"
