Evan held Jack's cold gaze steadily, his own expression calm and collected. Once upon a time, he would have felt a wave of unease wash over him whenever Jack directed that icy stare his way, but now, all he felt was a simmering anger.
Jack hailed from the Ice Household, and every time they engaged in a friendly spar, Jack had made it his mission to abuse and torment Evan. His behavior was nothing short of malicious.
Evan couldn't understand why Jack harbored such intense hatred towards him, but he had reached his breaking point. He refused to be Jack's punching bag any longer. It was time to take a stand.
"Why can't I be here? I'm really getting annoyed by your stupid glare. What's the big deal?" Evan said to the big boy.
"The training ground is not for those who are mentally unstable." Jack sneered.
