Tyron, who was lying carelessly draped over the branch of the largest palm tree in the center of the classroom, snapped his golden eyes open.

The numerous piercings in his ears jingled and sparkled through his black hair.

He looked down at the guys chattering below and clicked his tongue lowly in annoyance.

"If you're going to come at me half-heartedly, quit now. All this chirping since morning is making my ears ache."

Rafa, who was darting between the rocks above the artificial waterfall while flapping his large, colorful feathered wings, landed lightly on the branch next to Tyron while clutching a large tropical fruit.

Small feathers fluttered from his body as he smiled brightly, his emerald eyes sparkling.

"Geez, Tyron, all you do is sleep every day! The greenhouse in the morning is so pretty when you look down from the sky! I even found a fruit I really like!"

Tino, who was lying stretched out on a warm marble rock where the sun hit best, stretched languidly.

His burgundy red vertical pupils narrowed slightly as he slithered silently behind Rafa's back.

He pushed back his ash silver hair and spoke in a cold, low voice characteristic of a snake, staring intently at the fruit Rafa was holding.

"That fruit is the tastiest one in this area... You did well to find it. You're not planning to eat it all by yourself, are you?"