"None of your business, powder boy," the voice came from a tall senior. He had a dark mood around him, and he wore thin glasses that gleamed in the sunlight. His black hair was swept to one side. "Stop it, Seth," Sora took his slender, yet powerful hand off his shoulder. "Who are you?" Aysen stood in front of Sora protectively. "Gotten a bodyguard, have you now, Sora?" Seth said, an interested gleam sparking in his usually dead eyes. "Stay away from us," Sora pulled Aysen back and stared defiantly in a completely different direction from where Seth was standing. "Still as blind as ever, I can see," Seth chuckled. Sora remained silent; Aysen could see her jaw tightening. "Yes--still blind, and still smarter," Sora said, coolly yet poisonously. "Not for long," Seth said. "I can't see you getting Number 1 on the International Exams, no matter how hard you try," Sora said moving in front of Aysen and folding her arms. "One day I will, little sister! One day I _will_!" Seth stalked away. http://ficlets.com/feed/story/22375