Eiden sat slouched in his chair for a long while, the buzz of the classroom fading into a faint, meaningless hum in the back of his mind. His gaze wandered toward the blackboard, but his focus was elsewhere, locked on a single pressing question: What should I do next? The ticking of the clock seemed unusually loud, as if measuring his indecision.
After several minutes of quiet consideration, he finally reached a conclusion. I should focus on Airie instead.
It wasn't that he had forgotten about Ruel far from it. In fact, his instincts screamed that whatever Ruel was planning wasn't going to be good for anyone involved, least of all himself. But after their last encounter and considering the current situation, Eiden figured Ruel wouldn't make a move anytime soon. Not while the principal's eyes were firmly fixed on him.
