"Why does it have to be you? Why can't it be me?" The anguished voice echoed in the tense atmosphere of the final exam.
The duels between students were underway; each confrontation met with eager eyes from the onlooking students.
In the midst of the arena, Ethan found himself face to face with a mysterious opponent, his eyes meeting the hollow black-purple eyes of the other student.
FLINCH!
A shiver ran down Ethan's spine as an unsettling feeling settled in the pit of his stomach. Of course, he knew who this person was.
It was the gloomy student who never talked with others. After all, he was quite famous for being the last ranked in the academy, and Ethan had heard his name quite a few times.
"What do you mean?" However, Ethan was having a hard time comprehending his words.
"What do I mean? Of course, you wouldn't understand." His response didn't explain much as well, as the student just looked at him.
