Arthur and Dale are hanging out in the Academy’s courtyard, sitting on a bench. Both are discussing about the latest schedules of the incoming spars from the first year to the second year students

Arthur is wearing his sunglasses, for some reason.. however, Dale did not bat an eye on it

Dale then noticed someone passing by, this person is definitely Arthur’s type

“Hey, hey! Arthur! Look at that person. That’s definitely your type!” Dale nudges Arthur

Arthur did not turn his face as he crossed his arms, still wearing those sunglasses of his

Dale told Arthur to look at the person again, however, Arthur still did not turn his face in the direction of the person passing by

Dale sighs before yanking off Arthur’s sunglasses from his face. Only to be surprised that Arthur’s eyes were already looking in that direction without turning his face

Both Dale and Arthur burst out laughing, smacking Arthur’s arm, as their gazes follow you, passing by them