The afterglow of the setting sun stretched behind, like a violin drawing long and melodious shadows on the ground. The sky above the school darkened as evening approached, so people started lighting lamps on the ground, making a poor imitation of the sun's spectrum.
The environment was noisy, and Fisher sat on a long bench at the school's entrance, surrounded by many students and parents heading towards the center of the school, ready to celebrate one of the few festivals of Saint Nali year.
However, Fisher hadn't moved because, at that moment, a lady with black hair, wearing a black dress, had quietly taken a seat on the bench next to him.
Wrapped in a faint scent, Fisher turned his head, just in time to see her purple eyes smiling at him.
They locked eyes for a moment before Fisher suddenly reached out and flicked Renie's forehead, causing her to cover her head and step back, looking at Fisher with some annoyance, fearing he would flick her again.
"What are you doing?"
