Cedric's Turn

 

Garrick was assisted by some freshmen towards the infirmary.

 

With Garrick's match over, the rest of the Freshmen automatically turned to Cedric.

 

Well, he's their only hope left if they want to experience even a single victory in this 'party'.

 

"...your batchmates are looking at you." Chrissy pointed out.

 

"I'm aware." Cedric smiled wryly. "It's actually not just them."

 

Of course, he's aware of the looks he's receiving. He doesn't even need to look to notice them, even if he were to suppress his senses to its bare minimum, he'd still feel them.

 

"My, it seems that everybody here is thinking the same thing." The instigator suddenly announced, catching everybody's attention.

 

His eyes were locked on Cedric's position, a glint of mischievousness was obvious as he gazed at the freshman.