Chapitre 120: 120. Warm-Up

"Yes, we are," The blue-haired responded, also inspecting the new guys that had walked in. Tristan and Isril were a pair of pretty boys whose figures did not lack the vibrancy of power.

Isril could be considered the one with the edge in terms of looks, but Tristan's multicolored eyes were more captivating than Isril's orange eyes.

"I am Isril, from class A. This is Trista-"

"I can introduce myself," Tristan shot a glare at his friend who gave a smug smile before allowing him to step forward.

"I am Tristan."

His tone was stale and rather distant, but the girls considered it to be pride in action, they took note of him and despite his looks banned him in their minds.