I'm currently standing at the rooftop of 'the Omega', the organization that's sponsoring me to continuously attend the World Awakened Academy, looking at a far distance

The wind's brushing on my cheeks

Breathe in, Breathe out

"sigh I'm not even.. allowed to visit her grave.." I mumbled to myself, frowning

I can still vividly remember, the very last moment before Laura Jensen lost her life at that do-or-die match, she.. she smiled.. to me.. that's the first time I saw her genuinely smile

I took out Laura Jensen's eyeglasses from my pocket that she handed to me before that sparring match with the Top Rookies of 'The Frame'

I looked down at it, in my hand

A tear formed in my eye

"Jean" Startled, I turned around