Inside the forest of the Arcadia Hunter Academy on Saturday, I walked alone, making my way to the meeting place sent by the History and Arts Guild (Club).
Not many people were still present since today was the weekend, and most students had lost their drive to study after their initial excitement left them.
Looking at the leaves the signs of the approaching winter could be seen on the leaves of the forest.
RUSTLE RUSTLE
As I felt the sounds of footsteps coming behind me, I slightly turned my gaze towards there only to see a certain familiar person there.
'Sylvie.'
Well, since she didn't approach me, I didn't approach her either as I simply walked to the gathering place, and after three minutes of walk, I reached there.
After approximately three minutes of walking, I arrived at the appointed location. The clearing before me was surrounded by trees, offering a serene and natural setting.
