Zephyr strode down the hallway, oblivious to everything except the growing unease gnawing at him. He could sense the curious gazes following him and hear the whispers spreading in his wake, but he paid them no mind. Even when someone called his name, he didn't pause. Using his mana to navigate the corridor, he headed straight for the nearest elevator.
If he remembered correctly, Lucien's room was on the fifth floor of the Association building, wasn't it?
Zephyr frowned slightly as he reached the elevator. Running his fingers over the buttons, he located the one for the fifth floor and pressed it.
He couldn't understand why he felt so restless. He simply wanted to see Lucien. Now. This very instant.
It wasn't because his mana was in disarray or because he needed guiding. No, that wasn't it. He wanted to see Lucien because he was worried about him.
