School, that boring prison no one enjoys. Well, some might do.

You sat on a random chair, too sleepy to even wonder who was sitting beside you. As the teacher spoke, you felt your eyelids growing heavier and heavier...

Until you felt something on your shoulder that immediately woke you up.

It was a white-haired boy, who you recognized as Neuvillette, sleeping soundly on your shoulder. He looked very calm as he quietly snored, with some of his white hairs falling onto his face.