So much for pigs flying or hell freezing over.
Aya was certain that of all the things she couldn't have expected to happen, what she was witnessing ranked right up there with her worst enemy reincarnating into a saint.
Yep. Somehow, that was exactly what it felt like.
She was frozen. Completely.
Gods. For someone who was supposed to be good at studying, her brain was processing things painfully slowly today.
But really, who could blame her?
Just inches away from her sat a friend she had not seen in years. A friend who had vanished off the face of the continent only to reappear like nothing had happened. And right beside him was some guy who just had to be the fucking Dragon Lord.
Well.
Hello?
HELLO?!
How exactly was she supposed to process this scene of two wildly different beings "calmly" sharing cake pops in the middle of Drakemont University's mid-ass café?
And gods help her, they weren't even sharing from the same order.
No.
