"So, it is done already?" Bagas asked, amused. It was after the last training session with the three teenagers, and he could see that Sheva's mood was currently at rock bottom.
"Yeah, finally." Sheva sighed; his shoulder slumped a few inches. "You don't know how exhausting dealing with teenagers like them! For one moment, they could brag at each other that they are the best in the world, but in the next moment, they could be so fragile! It is ridiculous how much I have to tolerate them!" He whined.
