Zeryon's eyelids slowly opened. The light shone through the vents. Its reflection hit him in the face. Until his black eyes closed once more.
He stayed up all night, feeling pain in his chest as if his heart had been ripped out, and had only slept for a few minutes in early morning.
"Zeryon, why aren't you awake yet? Isn't it your day to teach at the academy today?"
Heva Litten's voice resounded in the room. Zeryon blinked again. He saw the brunette-haired woman was already standing in front of him.
"What are you waiting for?" Heva asked.
Zeryon eventually dragged himself out of bed. He went straight to the bathroom to clean himself up.
Meanwhile, Heva left from his room after making the bed and carrying the dirty clothes.
After Zeryon came out of the bathroom and finished dressing, he sat in front of his desk and opened his laptop, then he started pressing the keyboard.
