Training to master my abilities was actually tough, but Harold was always there by my side. I couldn’t have asked for a better guide because he helped me with every step of the tasks, making sure that I never gave up midway.
His mere belief in my potential meant the world to me, unlike the others, who seemed to care less nowadays.
Lately, my relationship with them has been rough. Nathan gave me the silent treatment, and Tristan would throw temper tantrums, which startled me. I had to give them a bit of distance so I could focus on the one who chose to act right.
But it seemed to make things worse as they transferred all their aggression to Harold, but luckily, he was mature enough to ignore them; otherwise, the dormitory would have been so unbearable for me.
Even though I missed a part
