Asher's day ended with a sense of fulfillment, though his mind was far from at rest. The structured chaos of the World Academy had a way of challenging even its most talented students. For him, it was less about the workload and more about the constant presence of individuals like Freya, whose persistence and playful demeanor tested his patience.
The following morning arrived briskly, sunlight streaming through the large windows of his dorm. Asher stretched, his crimson eyes reflecting the golden hue of dawn. He dressed in the academy's signature uniform, his movements methodical as he prepared for another day.
Before long, a familiar knock came at his door. He sighed, already knowing who it was.
"Asher! Ready for another day of glorious education?" Freya's cheerful voice called out.
He opened the door, his expression as stoic as ever. "You're too early."
Freya grinned. "A proper leader should be punctual, right? Besides, you love my company."