The auburn-haired one exhaled through his nose, still smirking.
"You know," he mused, taking a slow step forward, "I heard some interesting things about you today."
Lindarion raised an eyebrow. "Oh?"
The third-year crossed his arms.
"You embarrassed Jack Valerian."
Lindarion tilted his head. "Did I?"
The blond one scoffed. "Don't play dumb. You threw him around like he was a toy."
Lindarion shrugged. "He attacked first. I just helped him find the ground faster."
A short silence.
The auburn-haired third-year chuckled.
"See, that's the problem with you," he said, eyes glinting. "You don't know when to shut up."
Lindarion sighed.
'Ah. So that's what this is about.'
They weren't here to talk.
They were here to correct him.
To remind him that first-years weren't supposed to stand out.
That he wasn't supposed to be better than them.
And that?
That was hilarious.
Lindarion tilted his head slightly.
"You all keep talking like you're going to do something."
