Cruzer's mind drifted as the mention of Charlotte stirred memories he hadn't revisited in a long time.
He leaned back slightly in his chair, his gaze growing distant as the room around him seemed to blur.
His thoughts traveled back to the time when everything had felt uncertain, when his expulsion from his previous academy had left him adrift, questioning his path.
Charlotte had been there when he was at his lowest. Her confident smile, paired with her unwavering determination, had been the beacon of hope he didn't know he needed.
She wasn't alone either; her entourage—Suhan, Sansha, and Reinhardt—had rallied to help him regain his footing.
It had been Charlotte who convinced the head of the delinquent academy to give Cruzer a chance, vouching for him and arguing passionately about his potential.
It was thanks to her that he'd been admitted, making a promise to see them again at the tournament.
