The kid needs to get a grip," Yuri said, rolling her eyes with her hands in her pockets, looking disinterested despite seemingly almost falling for his act.
Then, suddenly, just as he had nearly convinced everyone with his childish display of sorrow and softened their stares, he ceased his crying and squirming. He became motionless, standing utterly still.
He wasn't even smiling.
Then his gaze became quite cold, and he laughed but it wasn't such a friendly laugh, "You guys... are so mean," as he gave us a sinister smile, "You sure are a feisty bunch"
No one knew how to respond to this, to be honest, I wasn't sure why these words were even coming out of a kid's mouth.
"No way, is he really an old man trapped in a child's body then? What if he's actually like 60?" Alisha whispered to me, curiously jotting down who knows what in her notebook.