Before Arthur could understand what was happening, a figure lunged on top of him.
"Haah, Haaaah!"
The warm breath of the female figure brushed against his chest.
She was straddled on top of him, her chest pressing firmly against his.
Arthur attempted to move his arm, but his body wouldn't respond.
'What the fuck did I get myself into?'
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(Back at the banquet)
The banquet hall door creaked open slowly as the silhouette of a senior stepped through.
Amelia Roderick Valtor.
All the boys' faces flushed red as their captivated gazes fixed on the senior, dressed in her nightgown.
Ravian, noticing this, released a bit of his presence, making them shift their focus.
"Hey sis, why are you..."
Amelia cut him off with a tug of his arm. "Where is Art?" she whispered.
"Big bro?" Ravian asked, puzzled.
He then gestured toward the door. "He left about ten to twenty minutes ago. I thought you two were staying in the same dorm house."
Amelia nodded. "But I can't find him."
