Alden glanced around the stage and let out a long, suffering yawn.
Damn… when is this thing even starting?
He kept the complaint locked safely inside his head, the only place he could vent while he stood shoulder-to-shoulder with representatives from the other academies.
Meanwhile, a sea of participating students packed below, buzzing with excitement for the tournament.
Only the top three from each academy were supposed to be on stage but of course he was the lone one from his academy today.
Amyra had somehow skipped a supposedly mandatory event and Nyx… well, Nyx was running late as usual.
So yeah, all he could really do was yawn while cameras clicked countless pictures from every angle like a swarm of insects.
And on top of that, he could also feel the many glares drilling holes into him from his sides but he just ignored them with a shrug of his shoulders.
Tsk. These stalkers.
I know, I am handsome but can't they control themselves?
