The Princess's Love

"You hate him, don't you? That Asberion."

Unbeknownst to Arlon, he was approached by a student wearing a hood, hiding his face in the shadows.

Arlon glanced at the student who was leaning against the tree to his right. "What's your business?" he asked, still in a state of anger.

The hooded boy then removed his hood, revealing white hair and different colored eyes. The one on the left looked normal, and the one on the other was jet black.

"As you know, even though status is equalized in the academy, it does not affect them at all. I'm a little man who gets a recommendation, and people already hate me for it. Not hating me because I committed an offense or a crime, but for getting what someone like me shouldn't be. That's weird, isn't it?"

"Then what? You want to beg me for mercy?" asked Arlon coldly.