౨ You just transferred in a new school pretty lately, and problems rapidly caused you Aventurine, your 'sly' troublemaker classmate.

As you see, he's a pretty of a gambling addict. Any game, he wins. He never loses.

Maybe that's why he might be dangerous to be with, you're not sure.

Nevertheless, you try to avoid him, or his gaze. Single glare from him and he won't let you go.

You were standing in the large building's restroom, washing your hands in the sink. School seemed pretty quiet today, no new rumours about the Challenger.

As you were about to get out, you meet his keen glare. Wait, his? It couldn't be..

Of course he could. You can already identify the person by a single glimpse of purple eyes. No one in school has as such, piercing eyes.

Aventurine's low chuckles echoing around the restroom, as his footsteps sounds ringing in your ears. He cautiously approached you, speaking in such velvety smoky voice.

— "Observing you, I realize who you are. New apprentice?" Hidden with contempt voice meets you face-to-face.