11.2

As usual, I’ll never see Vaughn for the entire day.

I walked alone to the training area ahead of everyone. Well, I hoped I’m early enough to bask in the field's peacefulness without the bloody training and the mean prince.

I lost all hope when he was already there, running on the other side of the field. I quickly hid behind the tree, hoping that he didn’t see me. I sat on the roots of the tree and played with the snow. The woods in front of me are scary because it was still dusk. Though, I would choose the scary woods over the mean prince. Even if I were to walk bravely into the field, my body passionately rejects the idea.

Hoping is a futile thing to do this morning. This was proved when the mean prince suddenly appeared in thin air.

I frantically stood up straight and greeted him. He only smiled fakely at me before glaring.

“100 pushups.” And that’s how you ruin my mood: be the mean prince. He knew that I have weak arms and can barely