"Idiot!" Lena voiced and kicked a stone angrily. A chilling breeze blew across the yard and it bit into her skin. Her teeth clattered and she drew her robe closer to her body.
"Such a big idiot!" She aired and kicked again. She was both angry and cold but she did not care.
"How can he be like that?! Can't he tell? I am already so obvious and he thinks... He thinks that— argh! I don't even want to think about it!" She gritted her teeth and stomped her feet.
Lena paced back and forth, she drew her cloth closer to her body while her face morphed into anger. Each time she thought of Alexandro's words, she would only become angrier and kick an imaginary stone under her foot.
