Cerulean Cape but it was not your fault but mine

The word ugly cuts at him, but he doesn't let it show. Instead, he meets the other boy's words with icy silence, argent eyes expressing all the venom he leaves unspoken. There's a challenge in his expression, too; if this hot-headed stranger wants him gone, he'll have to make him leave. As far as he's concerned, this beach doesn't belong to anyone.

Eventually, their stand-off starts to bore him. He takes his leave in silence, leaving the other boy to huff and puff by himself.