Footsteps of students echoed through the hallways.
Everyone was going to their own classes. Among those students was a young man with black hair and dark eyes.
He was an ordinary-looking guy. There was a happy smile on his face, his hands tucked in his pockets.
'Yesterday, I got to eat a lot of things from Senior. In the end, she paid for all of it~'
The average-looking guy was none other than Amon. Though, for some reason, many students were glancing at him from time to time.
Last day, after meeting Selena, he had spent most of his time with her—forgetting to train.
'This is so wrong. I shouldn't distract myself just because of a beautiful, rich girl. Focus, Amon, focus.' Despite being delighted, he continued to remind himself to stay focused on his goal—to train more and become stronger.
But how could he let free things go?
He reached his class.
Class A.
Amon checked his uniform to see if it was okay. He adjusted his tie and then entered.
