Escaping Boundaries

I took a deep breath and raised my hand. It's getting a bit numb from the four hours of painting.

I'm lying down on the hammock now, feeling the breeze brushing against my skin. Eventually, I lowered my hand from its raised position.

I just wanted to enjoy my vacation and paint, but why did that guy have to come here? Hasn't he forgotten what I did to him? Huh? That was last week, for crying out loud. He has quite the memory.

I closed my eyes, trying to let go of my worries caused by the cold wind. Well, also the view.

I'm just really thinking about what Xahel said! Yeah, what's wrong with us having a meal together? But when we meet, all of that turns into a fight.

It's also my problem, being clumsy like this. I don't want to add more problems with him, especially if it's about the woman he's with.

It's hard to be jealous! I'm not used to having enemies. I may be talkative, but I don't know how to catfight. That would be embarrassing for me.

Especially since I'll be a teacher. What wi