Jevan reached out his hand toward him to stop him, but Marco ran off quickly before his hand could reach. little Jevan stood frozen in place, his hand still hanging in the air, staring at the spot where Marco had just been. Meanwhile, Vensen and Jax exchanged quick glances, each trying to avoid the other.
little Jevan stood frozen for a moment, then dashed after Marco, who had already run far ahead. He almost stumbled over a stone lying on the ground but quickly regained his balance and kept running after Marco.
In the end, Marco stopped in front of an old wooden house. Young Jevan approached him, reached out, and placed a hand on his shoulder, trying to calm him.
"We have to go back."
Marco shoved his hand away violently.
"Leave me alone."
"Look, we need to return. Don't mind what those idiots said."
Marco turned toward him, his eyes red and brimming with tears, his cheeks wet, and his lower lip trembling.
