Next to the guy with the sickest mohawk known to man was a charming youth emanating charisma with his every move. He waved and talked to his fellow students as he slowly wrapped things up lifted his bag. The window opened up again in front of me and I confirmed once more that this was the person I was looking for.
[Name: Jimmy Ferris
Title: Agares' Worshipper
Disposition: Lawful Evil
Thoughts: Careful, Jimmy, careful. Grandpa said trust no one, always be good.
Likes: Grandpa
Dislikes: Illness, People
Potential: SSR]
Nothing that out of the ordinary except his title. He likes his grandpa and has been worshipping demons, there's also illness in his dislikes. It won't take a genius to connect the dots.
I leaned back and saw him move away and toward the door. When he saw me, he stopped in his tracks. And so did all the other students of Class C.
I cocked my brow.
"It's the tyrant of the library!"
