"Come in." Xasha heard a familiar voice on the other side of the door.
He smiled at the receptionist then entered the room. She was very polite and professional. Upon entering the room, he noticed a green-haired beauty with scars covering her face. In his eyes, the scars did not exist. He still remembered the avaricious tomboy he met on his first day at the White Lotus Academy. Her youth and beauty shone through like a lamp in the darkness. Not even those scars could mask it.
She stood behind her desk with a smile on her face and an expectant look in her eye. Xasha flashed a pleased smile right back. This exchange was only natural. Verra was his best friend, and they hadn't met in four months.
These thoughts fell short, and the smile disappeared from his lips the next moment. The expectant look in the girl's eyes disappeared, and the smile retreated from her face.
"Oh, it's you." Verra sat back in disappointment.
