The sun rose as another peaceful day arrived inside the academy. Hidden behind the leaves of the trees next to the walls protecting the academy, Killian was lying on the thick branch, comfortably feeling the touch of the gentle wind. His eyes were closed, calm, and without any thoughts.
On the other hand, the campus was filled with sounds, with students preparing for the upcoming festival. They could be seen walking around and carrying stuff, and sometimes their laughter could be heard.
It had been a few days since the preparation was announced.
"Killian," a familiar voice called.
Killian looked down and found Fira looking up at her, her hand on her hip.
Killian raised his hand. "Yo," he said casually. "How did you find me?"