Herlye's Mischievous Plan

With an eye that could almost pierce through thick metal, he glanced side wards on an empty hallway.

A woman walked in, her long scarlet hair falls to the side of her face, completely covering her it.

His lips parted into two. "Scarlet..." He mumbled. "That's your name, right?"

She slowly lifted her head up, facing his direction as she gave an evident smirk. Her mask was nowhere to be found.

Enrile snorted. "You guys are scary." He said in an amused way before he decided to walk away, leaving the woman whom he has called Scarlet.

As a new day broke, a new source headache has been received by the Headmaster Gordon himself. As his eyes blinked at the shiny golden tickets in front of him, he started to sweat as he took a sneaky glance at Violet who was standing with her arms crossed.

He then looked at the class who gave him a visit. "All of you have a ticket, I see?"