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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 tedious as a lullaby, and while the surrounding students take notes diligently, Marcos rests his cheek on his hand, sighing with a look of utter boredom.

Unable to endure the boredom that makes him want to massage his temples, he happens to glance out the window. Amidst the greenery of the courtyard, he spots a familiar figure walking by.

The moment he recognizes that figure, light 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 a hint of wavering, he leaps out, cutting through the wind.

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