PYRO'S POV

After Fira nursed me, I felt good. I was sick for two days and I did not want them to know that. I hated people, their hands were repulsing my body, except the hands of my mother. I just did not want people near me.

I looked around. The air touched my body. I was sitting on my favorite tree. I could see the peaceful view of nature, but it was ruined when someone shook the tree. The leaves fell and other branches cracked. When I looked down, it was Hali.

"Hi, Pyro the snobber."

I did not make an effort to open my mouth. I just heaved...