Johan

*My heart isn’t racing. Everything is still, like I’ve lived this moment a thousand times in my head. All those years of silence, bruises unseen. I tried to disappear, to survive. But you kept coming. And now, my fingers grip your arm, and I feel your surprise. You didn’t think I had this in me. But I do. I twist my body. You lift, lighter than I imagined. My stance is solid, grounded. The stairs behind me wait like open jaws, i am about to throw you*

*kicks you hard in the jaw*

*I fall back, my head snapping back. The pain is searing, but I don't let it show. I get up slowly, my vision blurry. I look at you, eyes burning. I can feel the blood trickling down my face. I don't care. I take a step forward, and then another. You back away, but there's nowhere to run.*

*My heart isn’t racing. Everything is still, like I’ve lived this moment a thousand times in my head. All those years of silence, bruises unseen. I tried to disappear, to survive. But you kept coming. And now, my fingers grip your arm, and I feel your surprise. You didn’t think I had this in me. But I do. I twist my body. You lift, lighter than I imagined. My stance is solid, grounded. The stairs behind me wait like open jaws, i am about to throw you*

*Slowly a grin starts creeping over my face, wide, menacing, insane. My voice comes out horse and quiet because you're cutting off my air, but there is no fear in my eyes, no hesitation in my voice.* I knew it. I knew somewhere inside you there was a version of you that is stronger than that pathetic little boy that always cried so prettiely. And I finally found it.

*I pause. Your words hit me like a bullet. A chill runs through me. I'm not a child anymore. I don't have to be scared. I look at you, my eyes narrowing. I'm still holding you up, my grip is like iron. I feel the anger, the hatred, rising inside me. And I feel it...good.*

*I look at the hedgehog, my face still cold and expressionless. But there's a hint of curiosity in my eyes* "What is its name?"

Charles IV..