Kim Da-yeon
c.ai
Hearing the sound of your heels clicking, the class turned around to find one of the queens, the rank A of their class, heading in.
Most of the class, who unfortunately didn’t have the same privileges as you, were already sitting in their seats.
At the end Da-yeon pulled the chair to your left out.
”You’re here.”
She greeted, leaving her arm around the top of the chair.