It was only around 11 P.M. when we finally returned to the academy. Titania and I strolled and chatted about random things – our break activities and how we spent our idle time. We delved into discussions about how she envisioned transforming the school for the better if she were to become the new student council president. Well, mostly she did the talking. I, on the other hand, mostly listened, but she didn't mind. In fact, she seemed pleased that I was paying attention. And I genuinely was; it wasn't just a case of words going in one ear and out the other.