A grim atmosphere hovers around me and the one who sits merely a couple of feet away.
I feel the tension wafting through the air.
My brows furrow, and I watch beads of sweat appear all over his face.
"I-I can explain…" He tries to tell me, but I raise my hand to stop him from saying anything more.
I can clearly see the panic on his face.
Klein has never been very good at hiding his true emotions.
Now, it's plain as day.
I have just finished telling him about Seraphina's concerns about him, as well as my knowledge of his Potion Dependency Syndrome, a situation only caused by his excessive ingestion of Potions and the eventual disregard for their dosage.
One look at his expression, and it's clear that the man is crestfallen.
He appears completely defeated.
"So… what are you going to do now? Report me to the Academic board? Tell Seraphina…?" His head hangs shamefully on his shoulder as he mumbles those words, particularly wincing painfully at the last question.
He knows…
