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Amon's heart fluttered as he admired the beauty of the girl.
Was this what they called teenage hormones?
Regardless, he didn't keep staring for long.
For one, he didn't want to embarrass himself and secondly, because of the coughing he heard at the back of his head.
And thirdly, because he knew who this girl was.
Elizabeth Snowcrest, the second daughter of Snowcrests.
In the world of Exalria, humans were ruled through monarchy.
At the top sat the Imperiac, and under them, were 5 Ducal families.
The Snowcrests were one of them.
Famous for their exceptional control over the ice element, they rose to power quickly.
They were also one of the only 2 families ruled by Matriarchs.
He pushed back his thoughts quickly as he found the girl's gaze still lingering over him.
"Uh, yeah..." He answered.
Elizabeth nodded with an elegant smile. She gestured him to follow, which he did.
Going through the corridors with her, Amon was subjected to a number of stares.
It was normal. She was a royal figure after all.
And seeing her walk with an average boy would of course be not bearable for them.
He helplessly sighed and ignored everything.
Finally, they arrived in a long corridor and Elizabeth stopped. She pointed forwards.
"Here, we are now in the 1st years corridor. You can check your class here, or just tell me the number?" She asked politely.
Amon's face twisted with embarrassment again as he resisted the urge to facepalm himself.
Understanding his reaction, a burst of laughter escaped out of Elizabeth's mouth.
She struggled to maintain herself by keeping a hand to her mouth but it was to no avail.
Amon sighed for the umpteenth time, not having the confidence to look at her eyes again.
The first day and he had already blundered so many times, he thought.
But then, Zephyra also burst out, laughing boisterously in his head.
[You were so confident in the void that I actually took you for a complete mastermind. Who knew you were so dumb that you didn't even check anything hahahahahahaha.] She laughed, with no end in sight.
'Shut up, will you?' He replied to her in his head with gritted teeth.
Fortunately, just at that moment the elegant laughter of Elizabeth ceased. Then, she pointed towards his right arm.
As Amon's eyes moved towards the spot, he noticed a minimalistic thin black bracelet strapped to his wrist.
"Oh…" He blurted out, already understanding what she meant to say.
Elizabeth nodded along with his answer.
"Yes, that's a bracelet issued to you by the academy. You can use it to check your classes, personal info, campus news or anything related. It's also equipped with some communication utilities as well." She explained.
Everything, down to the last detail.
Though he was baffled by why she was helping him this much when he was just a nobody, he didn't say anything.
Why should he question if it was to his own advantage to not ask?
Clicking his watch, a system interface opened up in front of his eyes.
The window displayed everything about him.
The name, roll number, apartment number, photo, class number and many other things as well.
His eyes quickly moved over to the class number.
And once again, he was left in shock when he found out the number.
Class C-20.
Just like always, the name and the class were very familiar to Amon.
Since it was the class that housed the whole main cast of the novel after all.
The same class of the original MC and the heroines.
By which, it also meant the beauty standing right in front of him.
He looked up and found her staring at him with a polite smile again.
"Did you see your class number? What is it?"
Amon hesitated for a moment before his lips parted to speak.
"Class C-20." He answered and a flicker of surprise passed through Elizabeth's eyes.
Mainly because she wasn't expecting such a coincidence.
But nevertheless, a smile blossomed on her face soon after.
She pointed towards a corner of the corridor and gestured to him to follow again, which he did.
Both walked in the crowded pathway again without any word. But even so, Amon remembered to keep a certain distance between both to relieve himself from some of the glares at his back.
After a gruesomely long walk, they finally arrived in front of two metallic doors, which had a metal plate on top labeled with the words 'CLASS C-20'.
Taking note that he was in the right class, Amon elegantly pointed to Elizabeth that she should go in first.
The white haired beauty was taken aback for a second, before she nodded.
But something strange happened at that moment.
As soon as Elizabeth opened the metallic doors, it was as if her whole demeanor changed in a second.
The previous kind and cheering girl was nowhere to be seen as pure coldness and indifference took over her being and she walked forwards.
With grace and elegance, as if she was the only one worthy to be noticed in this world.
It was then, that a sudden realization hit Amon.
He had permanently forgotten for a second there.
And it was that, Elizabeth Snowcrest, was capable of seeing people's true thoughts and emotions.
It was an innate property of her family ever since the birth of the founder.
Their gray eyes weren't normal. It was not even their true color. The color was just something that allowed them to see a person's emotions and thoughts.
According to this it probably made sense that the only reason she was kind to him was because she knew he was genuinely lost and appreciated the help.
In turn, she was kind to him.
Now that she was going to step inside the class, it was obvious that there were a multitude of people with a whirlpool of emotions.
Lust.
Infatuation.
Jealousy and many more.
And what was the best way for her to reply to them all?
Pure and cold indifference. Simply shut them with a look.
Looking ahead, Amon realized that today was going to be a hectic but maybe interesting class.
And so he stepped inside, making everyone's gaze cast from the ice beauty to the newcomer.
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