Chapter 7: Introductions
While I was still lost in thought—somewhere between spiraling into existential dread and figuring out how not to die in Year One—the classroom door slid open with a soft click.
The atmosphere changed instantly.
No, seriously. I wasn't imagining it. The chatter died down.
A few students straightened in their seats. Some even looked like they were holding their breath.
I turned my head.
There she was—perhaps a goddess?
Her long silver hair flowed like silk, tied loosely with a thin silver ribbon.
Her figure was accentuated perfectly by a fitted academy coat, and her heels clicked softly against the floor with every step.
Violet eyes scanned the room, cool and unreadable.
There was no mistaking it—every eye in the class was on her, including Edwin.
"...Wait, am I dreaming?"