The Moonlight Swordsman (XVII)

RIINGGG!

"Damn, finally!"

"Man, I thought this class was never gonna end!"

The students around me groaned and stretched, their voices echoing the universal relief that came with the end of the school day.

Honestly, they weren't wrong.

That class had dragged on so long that I felt like I had aged a whole year sitting through it.

Maybe it was just because it was the last class of the day. There's something about knowing you're almost free that makes every second feel like an eternity.

"Aestrea, what are you doing later?" Lucas asked me, slipping his book into his spatial ring.

Ahh...

...Right.

This guy had decided to sit next to me for the rest of the classes, much to my annoyance. He spent most of the day pestering me to join his little group for the festival activities.

But of course, I turned him down every time.

"I'll be—"