The man grimaced, like he was processing the fact that he now had a ward to teach all over again. He rubbed a palm over his face and sighed deeply, muttering to himself, "I don't have the energy for this…"
"Look… Zephyr—" he made to lay some ground rules but gave up midway. "You know what, just follow me," he stood, walking out of the room with Zephyr in tow and stepping into the hallway of the quiet third floor of the school— Vanguard Arcana.
As they walked, Zephyr noticed a few students in classes he had previously been empty when he arrived. They were very composed and quiet, unlike the lower floors which were more rowdy.
"Does this floor belong to the senior students?" Zephyr asked Jon who was walking ahead of him.
The man hummed in response, confirming Zephyr's deduction.
