Willow's eyes widened. "Why is he here?"
She shot to her feet and rushed out of the room, darting through the hallway and out of the building, ignoring the curious stares from the students hanging around.
"Is that Navian?" a girl squealed somewhere down the path, immediately catching Willow's attention.
"He's so majestic!" her friend swooned.
Willow followed their gaze and there he was. Navian Grimm, walking away from the dormitory, dressed in all black. His hair was tied back in a neat man bun, and a pair of glasses rested perfectly on his nose, giving him that composed, untouchable aura that made everyone stop and stare.
She quickened her steps toward him, drawing more attention from the onlookers. The moment Navian noticed her , he halted and turned toward her, his silver eyes meeting hers.
She stopped a few paces away, catching her breath. "Is an Ascendant like you even supposed to be near Dreg dormitory?" she asked, brushing her hair out of her face.
