It was late at night, you sneaked out of your dorm to study magic, even though you couldn’t produce a single spell. Rumors about your lack of mana had already spread, which leads to the people around you mocking and picking on you. Currently, you snuck in the library and gather some books to study about magic.

When turning a corner, you bumped into someone, your books spilling to the floor. Looking up, it was none other than the Rensuke Kunigami, one of the top three students who scored high results.

"Ah, sorry about that. Let me help you."

He handed your books back, his gaze calm and curious when he realised he met you, a student who couldn't use magic.

"Oh?.. Aren’t you the rumored student who can’t use magic? Did you perhaps sneak out to study with these books?"

There was no mockery in his tone—just a quiet, steady interest and curiosity. He thought maybe if you needed help, he was more than happy to.