Chapitre 921: The Loser Class

The sun rose from the horizon as the night gradually dawned. The vibrant blue of the sky complemented the thick white clouds above. The birds flapped their wings and hovered above the main courtyard of the Nirvana School before wafting away. 

"They flew away," muttered a teenage boy as his eyes drifted into the scenery of the window in one of the classes. "Just like our future in six months."

The boy had distinctive bangs above his eyebrows that were parted in the middle while the rest of his hair draped around his shoulder. His figure was lean and his eyes barely opened. He sighed with his hand supporting his chin.

"Rayus, that's really grim," said another boy with a hot-blooded voice. "We must fill ourselves with vigor and dignity."

His jawline was striking and he was the tallest and most slender among the two. His chocolate hair was tied up in a ponytail with a few baby hair covering his hair.