Three months later.
Verdana Royal Academy.
Right outside of the classroom of Group N219.
"Junior Miya. This is a C-rank item called..." A fourth-year boy spoke while smiling. "I want to give this to you. Would you consider going out on a date with me? And then... we could go to..."
The same thing was happening with Amina and Aurora, and other few girls who were unfortunate to be outside of the classroom. They were all surrounded by fourth and third years.
As the senior students continued their attempts to flirt with them, their persistence began to border on pestering. Despite the polite rejections from the girls, the boys seemed undeterred, their confidence bolstered by their seniority.
Just as they were about to continue their advances, ignoring the discomfort of the girls, a sudden shift in the atmosphere caught their attention. A chill ran down their spines, and an oppressive aura seemed to fill the air, suffocating their bravado.
