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.