Chapter 65: A History Of Stars

Hearing his name, Aeon looked in the direction it came from. There at the entrance stood Sophia. She wore the standard academy uniform. With a short skirt that almost reached her knees, coupled with black stockings that covered her legs.

Seeing her in that outfit, Aeon was momentarily mesmerized by her beauty. However, her expression was entirely different. Her gaze was directed past him and fixed intently on Lunaria, as if she were killing the Elf a thousand times over in her mind.

And she truly was. Aeon could clearly hear her thoughts echoing, even without actively focusing on them.

Sophia walked gracefully down the aisle of seats toward Aeon. Soon, she reached his sear and stood directly before him.

She didn't spare Lunaria a single glance at first, focusing entirely on Aeon. "Good morning, Aeon," Sophia said, her cheeks flushing slightly as she brushed hair.