New found connection

Victor strode out of the library, his mind focused on the task at hand. The old oak tree stood at the edge of the campus.

The massive branches of the tree cast a deep shade, providing a cool, secluded spot far from the prying eyes of the campus. The late afternoon sun filtered through the leaves, dappling the ground with patches of light and shadow.

Victor could see the familiar figures of Raphael and Maximilian waiting beneath its shade. Raphael leaned against the tree, his usual nonchalant expression replaced by a look of mild curiosity. Maximilian stood nearby, his hands in his pockets, eyes sharp and focused.

As he approached, Raphael raised an eyebrow. "You sounded serious in your message. What's going on?"

Victor didn't bother with small talk. The weight of what he had to share pressed on him, and he knew there was no time for idle chatter.