Ignoring his red face, I glare at him, " Are you scared of me? Is that why you run? Because I remind you of my brothers? How foolish! I don't care if they've bullied you, because every person is different! I don't even know if I can trust you or not! I just met you a day ago! You...you don't seem confident at all! Maybe you're just approaching people in the right way....Clive..." I added his name at the end of my rant, and kept a firm grip on his hand.