"Damn elf! Get away from me!"
Merlin and Luna flinched at the voice.
They turned to see a twelve-year-old boy standing there, glaring at a ten-year-old elf girl who had fallen in front of him.
The boy had short silver hair and piercing red eyes and carried an air of arrogance that matched his expression.
The elf girl, small and delicate, had blonde hair, green eyes, and sharply pointed ears.
Her face was breathtakingly beautiful, yet so innocent it seemed doll-like.
But her appearance was marred by her condition. Her clothes were wrinkled, dirty, and torn in several places.
She looked utterly out of place among the other students, who wore elegant, well-kept uniforms.
"I-I'm sorry! I didn't mean to bump into you!" She stammered, rising slowly and trying to brush off his clothes, only for him to shove her away.
"Don't come near me! You're disgusting!" The boy snapped, his face twisting in anger and disdain.
