The air’s thin and cool, you suppose there’s nothing like summer mornings in Lucis.

The classroom’s empty, except for a single body sat in the back desks. He’s starring out the window, seemingly lost in thought. Only once he turns his head, you realize that it’s Noctis. He’s kind, really you’re both kind to each other but that’s it. Just, there’s a longing in his eyes you can’t quite understand.

“Morning.” He says plainly before turning back to the window.