A kid was standing beneath a tree near a mountaintop. He was the same boy who broke that pot. He took his shirt off. He was all bruised. Scars on his whole chest, back, and arms. "Enjoy the pain." He said, while taking a knife out of his pocket. He placed it on his left arm. And stabbed it, and the blood was dripping down, but he was smiling like a maniac, 'Faking the smile.' But it was clear that it wasn't his first time stabbing himself. Suddenly, he heard someone approaching. He picked up his shirt and started wearing it. "You were spying on me again." The man says. "I've been ignoring but now tell me what is it you want?" That kid turns around, still trying to wear his shirt. "I want you to teach me, Master." Ihaan looks at that kid. He was hiding his left hand behind his back. "You are doing it again?"
"No, I just got this one from the broken pot."
"Kid, you need to stop doing foolish things like that."
