In the purple-colored room, where every material seemed to have been chosen simply for the beauty and design, there, sitting cross-legged on the bed, was Aster.
She spread her hands wide, and a soft void of starlight formed, flecked with gentle purple sparks drifting in the darkness.
Her hair swirled quietly around her, but a hint of strain could be seen, with beads of sweat sliding down her face.
"Struggling with an assignment?"
The voice suddenly echoed through the room, and her eyes snapped open.
The concentration was lost, and the void of starlight around her quickly dispersed.
She sighed softly and looked toward the entrance, where Ryuk rested by the door, watching her with a gentle, amused expression.
"I'll get it eventually. I swear it. I just need more time," she said, trying to focus back.
"'Are you close to the deadline?' he asked, noticing her rush, and she nodded softly
"Actually, yeah. We'll be called forward to the class to show it to Lord Stella tomorrow."
