Jaegar chuckled, realizing his oversight, and quickly apologized for intruding on the space. But the professor seemed unfazed, engaging him in a warm conversation. "And what are you doing here instead of enjoying the night? After all, you are the player of the night," she remarked, acknowledging his impressive performance during the match.
Jaegar managed a small smile at Jeanine's words, grateful for the distraction from his thoughts. "I just needed some fresh air, I guess," he replied honestly, still feeling that strange twinge of loneliness. "It's just... It's all so new to me. Back at home, I never experienced anything like this. Being praised, having friends, being part of a team—it's all overwhelming."
Jeanine leaned against the balcony railing, her expression softening as she listened. "Oh, I didn't think you were the sentimental type."
"Just what have you been thinking of me as?"
