The cold winter sky hung overhead, tainted in shades of black and white as a somber mood filled the halls of the University Tower.
The recent news of the casualties had cast a shadow across the campus, filling everyone's hearts with dread.
Professor Vanitas's lectures had been suspended for nearly four days. However, just this morning, a new announcement had been made.
There would be a replacement lecturer—at least temporarily until someone fit the role.
While some students initially felt a sense of relief. After all, the professor often regarded as the bane of their academic future had been removed from his position.
However, that feeling didn't last.
Because when they finally understood why he had been replaced, no one could bring themselves to speak.
Professor Vanitas… was dead?
It was a thought too heavy to process.
And suddenly, his absence that once felt like a reprieve now felt like a gaping hole in their hearts.
Even his harshest critics couldn't help but feel it.
