However, Bjorn was right-handed. No matter how hard he tried to control his left hand, he couldn’t even lift a piece of noodle.
Agnes watched as Bjorn’s hand trembled, and the noodle fell to the ground.
“Ah!”
At once, Bjorn let out a disappointed roar. He picked up the bowl and smashed it to the ground. It immediately cracked into pieces.
Shocked, Agnes switched on the lights and scurried into his room. “Bjorn! Bjorn, calm down!”
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