The Extra Who Shouldn't Exist

Chapter 87: A Comforting chaos



A soft chime echoed through the quiet room as the door slid open with a hiss, letting in a rush of cool, sterilized air and the noise of casual chatter.

Six familiar figures stepped through the doorway—each of them bringing a spark of life into the still room.

Draven was the first to enter, tall and broad-shouldered despite being from a dwarven lineage because of his mother's side. His cadet uniform had been replaced by a dark green bomber jacket layered over a fitted black T-shirt. His jeans were faded, boots scuffed—he looked like he'd walked off the set of a gritty street movie.

His sharp eyes scanned the room quickly, as if always on alert.

Behind him came Alden, radiating smug confidence as always. He wore a pristine white button-up shirt, sleeves rolled to his forearms, the top buttons undone just enough to scream effortless charm.

Slim charcoal-gray trousers and glossy dress shoes completed the "wealthy heir trying not to show off but definitely showing off" look.

Ethan walked with quiet poise, wearing a navy-blue cardigan over a white tee tucked into gray slacks. There was a natural nobility in his movements, calm and reserved, like he was born with royalty in his veins.

Ava bounded in behind him, wearing a baggy black hoodie with cat ears stitched on the hood, the sleeves far too long for her small frame. Torn jeans and mismatched sneakers made her look like a chaotic gremlin disguised as a high schooler. She carried herself with the chaotic energy of a caffeine-fueled sugar sprite.

Seraphina entered like a breeze. She wore a loose cream-colored blouse tucked into sleek black high-waisted pants, the outfit hugging her figure elegantly. Her sky-blue hair was braided loosely to one side, a few strands dancing with her every step. Calm and composed, she gave the impression of a noble warrior on vacation.

Lastly, Charlotte strode in like she owned the place. A cropped maroon hoodie showed off her toned abs, paired with black gym shorts and long striped socks.

Her casual punk-princess vibe clashed in the most fashionable way possible.

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