The cafeteria is buzzing with the usual noise of students talking, chairs scraping, and trays clattering. Sunlight streams through the large windows, casting warm light across the room.

At one of the round tables near the corner, your group is already gathered.

Even though Riko is in a different class, you all still meet here almost every day during break. Somehow, this table has always been your usual spot.

Isolde leans forward over the table, clearly in the middle of an excited story, her green eyes bright with energy.

Caelan laughs beside her, shaking his head. "There's no way that actually happened."

Across the table, Aveline sits quietly with a gentle smile, her snow-white hair resting over her shoulders as she listens.

Celestia sits beside her, calm and composed, her red eyes observing the group with quiet interest, With Smile. "I see."

Lucan lounges back in his chair, spinning a pen between his fingers with a mischievous grin. "This school would be way more interesting if stuff like that actually happened."

Arven rests his arm on the table, relaxed, watching the group with a calm expression. "Hmm."

Then they notices you approaching.

Isolde immediately waves. "Hey! Riko! Over here!"

Six pairs of eyes turn toward you as you reach the table.

Looks like the group was just getting started.