A few days passed and the next morning came.
There were 10 days remaining until the departure for the Vazrun Island Test.
Ruvian walked the corridor alone, the faint ache in his limbs had become a familiar companion now. Soon, he finally arrived in front of the Class E lecture hall before calmly pushing the door open.
Creak.
The familiar noisy atmosphere immediately greeted him, and Ruvian walked toward his seat without much care.
But after several steps, his brows faintly narrowed.
Something felt… off.
The atmosphere inside the classroom was strange today.
Their conversations were quiet but charged, and whispers were leaking through the room. Ruvian didn't pay much mind at first. He had grown accustomed to the sound of inconsequence.
Noise, after all, often masks nothing of substance.
But then… he heard it.
"…Did you hear what happened yesterday?"
"Yeah… that was insane…"
"Where is she now?"
"In the infirmary, I heard."
"…Seriously?"
