In the quiet expanse of the Student Faculty Council room, Aidera sat alone by the large window, gazing out at the swaying trees caressed by a gentle breeze. Her face was filled with uncertainty and unresolved thoughts. The cacophony of thoughts in her mind resounded clearly, muddling her ability to engage in her activities. As a member of the Faculty Council, her responsibilities were immense, but beneath it all, a sense of fear and apprehension lurked, haunting her.
The grand mansion consumed by flames, the echoes of people's cries, lifeless bodies strewn about, a figure with crimson eyes, the sound of gunfire – they all grew clearer as time passed.
"What peculiar visions have been recurring since yesterday?" She pondered, seeking clues within each passing moment. She knew that pointing fingers at someone wasn't right. She could easily delegate everything to Clara, but deep down, she felt the need to find conviction within herself.
Grrrrt~
