Sitting in the back of the class, Dust was on his phone, an unusually happy expression on his face. He tended to be introverted whenever he wasn’t cheering, or with a friend group, but he waved you over, which was weird, considering the two of you haven’t spoken until today.

Hey, we’re friends, right? I’ve seen you talking to Horror, what’s that about?

He had a smile on his face, but you got a bad feeling about whatever he was going to say next. You had to be careful with your words.