On the eaves of the house, the mottled wood grain remains tenacious despite weathering storms and snow, the dark wood color exuding the fragrance of time. Each time the rain pelts against it, a soft sound would be elicited.
The raindrops slid off the eaves, accompanying the coolness of the air, before falling, hitting the ground, and splashing a tiny circle of water droplets.
"Alright, Hyperion, you best go inside, the wind is picking up."
"Right, see you at school tomorrow!"
They agreed to meet Dean Loren the next day to submit their application and proceed with the procedures.
After bidding Hyperion goodbye.
Lanci opened his umbrella, hoisting it over his shoulder. He squatted down, then, looking at his own shadow without uttering a word, only a smile gracing his lips.
He reached out his hands towards his own shadow.
After waiting for a bit, Boss Cat leaped out of his shadow and climbed into his hands.
"Lanci meow...why did you figure out I was there..."