"Alright, we're here," Silas said as they arrived on the rooftop of the academy.
The place looked almost out of a romance anime — it was wide open, clean and kissed by sunlight.
There were even flower pots along the railings, giving it a soft touch that didn't quite fit with what was happening right now.
It was beautiful enough to be a confession spot.
But this wasn't a date.
Only the Student Council members and class representatives were allowed up here.
"You can get comfortable on the bench," Silas added.
Azel and Lorraine sat down. The green-haired representative paced in front of them, his boots clicking lightly against the tiled floor.
Azel leaned back and crossed his arms, watching him silently.
In the original game, this meeting never happened. Like a reckless fool he was, Reinhardt had chosen to take on the clones all by himself.
These two, Lorraine and Silas, had only appeared much later to help.
Silas stopped pacing, his expression grave.
