A cold air spread into the room as all of us turned our head toward the windows. Since everyone here was strong, every one here was scared out of their wits at the same time. Behind the window was a woman in a veil that screamed beauty. Luka and Noa gasped, but it was my heart that was running fast.
I got up from my seat, but a chill ran down my spine and stopped me in my tracks.
What was this?
I already knew I was slightly crazy for this woman, even more so after the Dantalian case, but why was I hesitating?
"S-senior…" Albert stuttered too.
"Eugy, I have a bad feeling again. Worse than that Maria of yours."
It's because you punks didn't appreciate her as much as I did.
As if to answer my confusion, Lethe gracefully walked over to the glass door and pushed it open, striding in without a care in the world. Her aloof gait, her fluttering hair, the swaying veil, all of it took my breath away.
Her steps sounded closer.
