"Well, well, if it isn't 'The Fallen Genius,' quite the reflex you got there."
A smirking figure looked at me with a demeanor that exuded both arrogance and a desire for attention.
He wore the academic uniform of a third-year student.
His voice resonated throughout the auditorium, making the cheering of the students come to a halt.
"Let's go." Spinning the volleyball on my index finger, I said to Berg, ignoring the guy.
"Who is he?" Berg asked as we both moved towards the crowded registration booth.
"Just a random dog," I replied, shrugging my shoulders.
But as the whole auditorium was silent, my voice echoed throughout the area.
"But he looks just like a human," Berg replied, adding salt to the insult.
Good job, boy.
"Eden! Come down here right now!" The guy on the court roared in anger.
"Ignore him," I said to Berg as he tried to reply to him.
