"Arrh... I cannot handle those people, Aether!!" Xara shouted furiously, her voice dripping with irritation as she stormed into his room without knocking, her heels clicking hard against the floor.
Her expression was a mix of frustration and exhaustion. Her hands were clenched, and her long coat swayed with her every step.
Those gratitudes, those lovely smiles, those innocent, pure-hearted expressions… Honestly, she hadn't done it for them. It had always been for her own research, her own goals, her own answers.
That's why she didn't even want to give those things away to them directly. She didn't want their thanks... She didn't need validation.
Aether turned from his seat, his eyes softening the moment he saw her furious figure stomping toward him. She looked ready to explode again, her chest rising and falling with uneven breaths as she marched up, lips parting to yell again—
