Flare sighed as the closing bell rang.
The metallic chime echoed through the wide halls of the Academy, signaling the end of her first day.
It had been exhausting.
Not because the classes were hard… she'd handled worse back at home but because of the weight in her chest.
'I'm going to lose my new friend…' she thought sadly.
Her lips curved down. It had been so long since she'd gotten something that even resembled a friend.
The last time she had someone to talk to about random things, laugh with, or share silly thoughts… that felt like a lifetime ago.
Well, except for Sybil.
Despite how strange Sybil could be… her habits, her unpredictable comments, her weird obsession with the Sword saint's children.
She was still a good friend. But she wanted more.
She wanted to talk to people her age, people who didn't see her as some distant figure or someone beneath their notice.
That was why she'd come to the Academy in the first place.
