"Are you still mad at me?" asked Andrew as he poured tea for Eleonora.
The girl in front of his looked at the summer flowers blooming in the garden. Some only showed their buds. She knew she should explain to him, but she wanted him to think about her mistake.
"So, you're not going to tell me?" asked Andrew with a pleading face.
That pitiable handsome face made Eleonora give up. She must be the cruelest person in the world to let that handsome face wrinkle a little. "I'm practicing making a shield. It's said that a mid-level wizard will be judged by his shield. How strong it is against attacks. I couldn't even keep the shield up for a few seconds because of you guys!" Eleonora looked away again.
"Because of us?" Andrew didn't know who Eleonora was referring to and he became annoyed again.
"You said you like me. So, please be a little more sensitive!" Eleonora stood up and left the seat in the garden where they were having tea.
