Ambrose
It's been about 25 minutes since Valerian and Ana left the room but there was still no sign of them coming back. "Maybe they decided to go on a date" Margo had said a few minutes ago. Lily decided to help Trois and Eclarisse with their dish since they seemed to need more help.
Ambrose sighed. He was still worried about the monthly evaluation. How was he supposed to get at least 85% ?!
The weight of the impending evaluation pressed down on Ambrose's shoulders, making him feel as though he were carrying a heavy burden. He had been working tirelessly, burning the midnight oil, and putting his best foot forward, but nothing ever seemed to go his way.
Every time he searched for clues, he found nothing. He had no idea how he was going to solve the murders. He was getting strange visions because of some weird knife a crazy man gave him and now he was on the brink of expulsion if he didn't manage to get an 85% on all subjects.
