“Did you hear?”
“I did. About that Patrick Schneider.”
“I heard he completely dominated Alex from the fifth year.”
“It’s not even surprising anymore.”
“Well, he beat professors before, so what’s a fifth-year student to him?”
“Then who should really be the representative for Arcana?”
“At this point, wouldn’t it look bad if Alex went?”
A female student spoke to the others who were having that discussion.
“Hahaha. Why even talk about it? Of course, my man should go.”
It was a female student who had joined their conversation. Seeing her in the uniform of the Department of Public Administration, the other students greeted her.
“Hello, Senior Marianne.”
“It’s been a while.”
“Are you alright?”
Blonde hair and blue eyes. A slender figure, combining beauty and intelligence, she was known as the flower of the East. That was Marianne Parmas.
But…
“I’m fine. I haven’t slept for about 40 hours, and I’ve only had black tea for the last 33, but this is fine.”
‘You don’t look fine…’
‘You don’t look fine at all…’
The flower of the East now looked like a zombie from the East. Her hair was disheveled and her skin was rough. Her bloodshot eyes were sunken, and the dark circles under them reached down to her chin.