The whole day had been a hustle: constant meetings with other academies, the Pandemonium Society that once again attempted to push their control a bit more than required, the Hot Springs Department's illegal burrowing of the authorized grounds, the gangs that decided it was the right time to terrorise the innocent people... Hina, ever the stone-faced, felt her energy slip. Her eyes flickered to the pile of papers stacked on her desk—and she grunted in near-pain.

"So bothersome,"

She whispered under her breath, wanting nothing more but to throw herself in the comfort of her soft bed. Still, the Head Prefect persisted on pushing that thought away.

As then, when she sat down at her desk, her phone let out an annoying little buzz, the one that made her head throb with pain. But when she saw the name of the sender... her violet eyes instantly lightened up, and she swiftly grabbed the phone.

"Sensei..." Hina whispered almost reverently, taking in the message—as always, he asked about her well-being.