The summer breeze, gentle and warm, blows on the dark brown hair of a certain young man.
The thin strands of his hair look unruly despite his best efforts to appear polished, but the ponytail he sports gives him an air of refinement. His slightly tan olive skin accentuates his hardened face, and the scar on his left cheek adds to the air of maturity around him.
His brown eyes blaze with ambition, and although his face now sports a small beard, he cannot hide the youthful smile he has on at this moment.
"At long last… I'm finally here."
He casts his gaze at the scenery before him—The Royal Academy.
After several months of diligently preparing for this moment, he seized an opportunity and finally succeeded in his application.
He has become a guard here—one of the Main Patrol Officers of this prestigious institute!
