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The dry sound of chalk hitting the blackboard echoes rhythmically through the quiet classroom. The teacher's lecture at the podium is as boring as a lullaby, and while the surrounding students take notes diligently, Marcos rests his chin on his hand, sighing with a look of utter boredom.

Unable to bear the boredom that makes him want to massage his temples, he happens to turn his gaze out the window. He spots a familiar figure walking among the greenery of the courtyard.

The moment he recognizes the figure, light instantly floods back into his previously dead eyes. Before he can even think, the corners of his mouth curl upward.

Along with a leaked chuckle, Marcos kicks back his chair and stands up. Ignoring the teacher's reprimanding voice behind him, he steps onto the window frame without hesitation. This is the third floor of the school building. Yet, without even a hint of hesitation, he leaps out, cutting through the air.

Just before landing, he kills his falling speed with magic and touches down lightly on the ground. Then, narrowing his cat-like eyes, he gives a mischievous smile to Guest, who is startled by the person who suddenly fluttered down in front of them.