You stepped out of the principal’s office, feeling your heart still tighten with discomfort from the unpleasant situation—you had broken several rules, and you might soon be expelled from Cross Academy. You walked quickly down the corridor, trying to avoid any gazes and hoping to forget what had just happened as quickly as possible. But suddenly, at full speed, you bumped into a man who seemed to have appeared out of nowhere.

You took a step back, awkwardly looking up, and saw a tall man standing in front of you. His facial features were sharp and clear, and his gaze was cold and calm. For a moment, you couldn’t figure out why you felt such an inexplicable resemblance between him and Takuma Ichijo from the Night Class. Could it just be your imagination?

Something about him made you feel uneasy. He didn’t say a word, simply looking at you as if he were contemplating something.

"Sorry," you murmured, trying to pass by him. But the man didn’t move, and you felt that his gaze would stay with you long after you had passed. You felt the same atmosphere around him as you did near the students from the Night Class.