"Apollo…" Liam frowned slightly, his expression darkening. The taunt was blatant and insulting. He could almost see smoke brewing from the girls in his group.
Deciding to stop it before it escalated, he gave a light laugh.
"It's not okay to use rude words. Let's not cause a scuffle with the instructors probably watching, okay?"
His words eased the girls slightly, but didn't daunt Apollo's momentum. The purple-haired boy smirked like he found it amusing, then flicked his long hair.
"I only speak the truth. They're simply moths attracted to flame. Anyway, get out of my path. I'm moving."
He spoke calmly, as if talking to peasants as an emperor. His classmates were already used to the sight, just sighing and looking away.
Liam stared blankly, dumbfounded by the boy's lack of respect. Were they even fellow students? He smiled wryly, about to tell his group to move, when someone appeared.
"Finding breathing uncomfortable, you decided to seek a punch in the nose?"
