"So, how was your class?"
Azriel asked, watching Nol shovel food into his mouth.
Nol shrugged, still chewing.
"No idea. I fell asleep."
Azriel sighed.
The two of them were sitting opposite each other in the cafeteria.
After class had ended, Celestina had gone to chat with Lumine and Yelena, likely trying to form connections.
Seizing the opportunity, Azriel had fled to meet up with Nol in the cafeteria, where they were now enjoying a much-needed meal.
Neither of them held back with their food.
Nol had overslept and barely made it to class on time, while Azriel had skipped breakfast altogether.
There was also another reason Azriel had hurried over here.
He knew that most of the halls and classrooms would soon be flooded with second- and third-year students trying to recruit first-years into their factions.
There was a high chance that Celestina, Lumine, and Yelena were now trying to fend off such advances.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Also, please give me all of those golden tickets and power stones you have hidden!