chapter 52 : Alchemy class

Cynthia stood motionless in front of the white walls of the lab, observing every corner of the place, fixing her gaze on the students preparing for their experiments. The dull light of the lamps was reflected in the crystalline containers that rested on the tables, shining with an intensity of a silvery tone. After a moment, she walked away unhurriedly and sat in a corner, as if the environment around her did not matter to her in the least.

I approached her, after a slight sigh, since we were in the same group.

"Hello, it seems that this time we got someone we know," I said, trying to lighten the atmosphere as I greeted her.

Cynthia looked up for a moment, barely looked at me, and answered indifferently,

"Ah, yes..."