Chapter 65 : First Day Disaster
The academy courtyard was shaped like a sunburst, with stone tiles fanning out from a central fountain. Around its edges, dozens of students clustered in tight packs, uniforms crisp, expressions ranging from smug to terrified. It was the first day of the semester, and the air buzzed with both mana and hormones.
Revantra stood in the middle of it all like a lion among lambs. Her uniform was pristine. Her expression? Mild contempt.
Elias had walked her to the gates, as promised, and made it exactly six paces before she spun on her heel and hissed, "Don't wave. That's embarrassing."
"I wasn't going to wave," Elias lied.
"You were mentally halfway through the wave. I felt it."
"I'll wave when you come home. Like a proud parent."
"Elias."
"Go on, Rina. Try not to commit any war crimes."
With a theatrical eye roll and an unconvincing scoff, she turned and marched toward the main building. Elias stayed a while longer, hands stuffed in his pockets, watching her disappear into the sea of students.
"Good luck," he murmured, and headed back.
He hoped the school was ready.