Luca stumbled and nearly fell, hurrying forward to avoid being dragged along. It wasn't helping with that lightheaded feeling, even though his lungs were full of air now. He was breathing hard.

"Slow down! I'm coming." He hated this guy so much. He was glaring daggers at his back as he half-ran after him, trying to ignore how humiliating this was. He should plan his revenge instead. He'd get back at him, sooner or later. He was the smart one after all.