“You’ll pay dearly for that!” Lilith pulled back her sausage-like hand and curled it into a fist. It came whamming down, but only it was met by a strong hand.
“What do you think you’re doing?” Aysen said, gripping her fist so hard that Lilith’s fingers cracked.
“Ow! Let go, punk!” Lilith wailed.
“Say ‘please’,” Aysen said, tightening his grip.
“YEOW!” Lilith’s hand was released and she ran down the hall, cradling her cracked fingers.

“Are you O.K.?” Aysen helped Sora up from the floor.
“Yeah, I’m fine, I’ve been through worse,” Sora took out a tissue and wiped a small stream of blood from her lip. “I don’t even bring Noah to school anymore. They actually cut my harness to pieces and shaved his fur,” Sora clenched her fist. “I’ll never forgive them for that.”
“Who’s they?” Aysen said.
“Ah, my little siblings,” Sora smiled grimly.

Aysen was too stunned to answer. Instead, he helped Sora get to class.

They sat down, side by side.