THE REAL KING ICE

FIRA'S POV

When I was walking in the hallway to bring the clothes to the laundry area, I saw the Rainbow Sisters conversing. That was why I ran to hide at the wall. For sure, they would bully me again.

"Why are you hiding?" I jumped, the clothes scattered around as I saw Colden, sitting on the stair, and his knee folded. He raised his finger to give me a peace sign and then walked towards me to help me.

I never looked at him, I wanted to kick his face to make him aware how much I hate him. "I can do this." I picked the clothes one by one while my knee was kneeling on tge ground.

"Fira, are you mad at me?"

I gritted my teeth. It sounded sarcastic to me even if the tone was gentle and kind. My attitude was talking and talking every day and every night, but when I was mad, he would not make me speak.

"Yeah. You are mad," he answered his own question. He put the clothes in the basket and gazed at my face.