When the holiday was over, students had to return to their mundane activities, which had slowly and cruelly sapped their lives.
Jin sat in his usual seat, behind the three girls who kept chirping quietly in front. The classroom was quiet, with only the rustling of pens scribbling on papers.
As usual, his neighbor was silent with thousands of lies. Occasionally, he could catch Kael with narrowed eyes, glancing at the girls and him.
When their eyes met, the boy averted his gaze by clicking his tongue, disbelief plastered across Jin's face, but it was for the better.
He didn't want to be associated with that kind of person—the same with that senior who received a small brunt of Mind Sword from him.
Sereth sat in the corner calmly, keeping his gaze low, scribbling something in his notebooks.
For the past few days, Jin has attended the class. He saw Sereth only participate in one event, and that was the practical one.
