The warm light from the cabin ceiling fell upon the young girl's face, delicate as a porcelain doll's. Her clear eyes, reminiscent of a bottomless lake, nonetheless revealed a stubbornness like that of a young lioness facing a mighty lion.
In that moment, Phoenix Academy Maggie sensed something was amiss. She hadn't expected to act so impulsively. All she needed was to endure for just a little while longer, and everything would have been over. But in that instant, anger had overpowered the emotional control she had learned, and defiant words had slipped out. Sometimes, Phoenix Academy Maggie couldn't understand why some people couldn't tolerate even the smallest things and seemed foolish. Now, she realized that what seemed small in her eyes might not be so to others. For instance, the current situation was a prime example. She could not tolerate her mother slandering her friends without her saying anything.
