The Ruloy Academy dining hall buzzed with chatter. Long tables stretched across the grand chamber, plates piled high with food, but at one particular table, three students weren't focused on eating.
She walked around the hall, realizing she had no friends.
Then she spotted a familiar figure.
"Yevian, congrats on second place." She grinned, sitting next to him and Julius.
"You too, Julius. Did you level up?" Sunday laughed at her own joke.
"Good one..." Julius coughed, Yevian stared at him with a dull look in his eyes before turning to Sunday.
Yevian adressed her sincerely ."No need to act smug Sunday, I can assure you, your dungeon was definately far easier than ours."
"Eh?"
"I don't even mean it as an insult." Yevian nodded his head.
"Don't even get me started on my dungeon..." Sunday groaned.
Sunday, her thin frame slouched over the table, flicked a strand of her purple hair behind her ear. "I swear, I almost went deaf in that dungeon."
