People gathered together, secretly discussing something. Chloe had already had more than enough of things like this, far more, in fact.
And every time it happened, her expression inevitably twisted in disgust, especially when those gatherings were filled with people who never held her in good regard.
"Alright, next we will…"
Adler, who was leading the discussion, continued speaking. His voice was gentle, yet to Chloe, it felt like a knife scraping against her ears.
Chloe moved closer, hoping to catch more of what Adler was saying. But the moment she took another step forward, her vision suddenly flickered, like a short-circuiting neon light.
Black. Then, blinding white. Her expression froze.
A moment later, the blue-haired girl lifted her gaze, realizing she had stopped moving. All eyes were on her.
And those eyes were not filled with curiosity.
They carried a faint aura of hostility, something ordinary people would never notice.
But Chloe was different.
