The bell rang, echoing across the marble halls of the academy.
Students began filing out of their respective classrooms and even some lounged in the hallways, there was still time to make it to their next class afterall.
Then something strange happened.
They saw the Class Representative, Azel the one who had given that fiery speech just some hours ago step out of the Runic Magic lecture room.
It was surprising, even shocking.
Everyone knew that classroom was cursed in its own way.
Even the new students had already picked up on the rumors: nobody took Runic Magic.
The teachers of that subject were crazies, besides who needed runes when you could purchase items that had runes on them?
But the question was still there… why was Azel, of all people, calmly walking out like he'd just left an ordinary class?
"Did… did they actually teach something in there?" one whispered.
"Maybe it's not so bad after all?" another said, curious.
