Makers Of Triumph

Aria was next, but Emir didn't show her the attention that she craved. 

He knew about her little crush. 

But he didn't know what to do with her yet, so he kept her on the back burner. 

Judas asked her a question.

A boring one.

She answered with no enthusiasm.

The professor was confused by her reaction…

But she didn't care. 

Aria then left while huffing and puffing, allowing Quinn to come after.

'This girl…'

Emir grew interested in her after learning her name.

Quinn Mercer.

The daughter of the man he killed.

'She's a poor one.'

A twisted smile appeared on his face.

One that contradicted his thoughts.

It seemed that he enjoyed that memory.

'Let's talk.'

"Principal, may I?"

Amon showed slight surprise. 

But the man soon caught on to their connection, and instead of rejecting him like last time, he… 

"Sure."

Agreed.

'Nice.'