𝒲𝒾𝓃𝓉ℯ𝓇 𝒲ℴ𝓃𝒹ℯ𝓇𝓁𝒶𝓃𝒹： 𝒯𝒽𝒶𝓌 ℴ𝒻 𝓉𝒽ℯ ℱ𝓇ℴ𝓏ℯ𝓃 ℋℯ𝒶𝓇𝓉

𝐿𝑒𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝐵𝑒𝑙𝑙 𝑜𝑓 𝑆𝑜𝑙𝑎𝑐𝑒 𝑅𝑖𝑛𝑔： 𝐶ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑒𝑟 4

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"No face as hideous as my face...Was ever meant for Heaven's Light."

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Noble Bell College - Lecture Hall

"I've been expecting you, "  a composed voice echoed from the staircase. The sound was strangely familiar to Y/n, her head tilting ever so slightly as her gaze followed the approaching figure.

Footsteps descended gracefully, and a lone student in pristine white and gold stood at the base of the stairs.

"Hm?" Malleus's sharp eyes narrowed slightly, his protective instincts sharpening as the others turned to face the newcomer.

"Esteemed guests from Night Raven College, welcome to Noble Bell College." the student greeted with calm elegance.

Trein gave him a discerning once-over. "Judging by your uniform, you must be the student the headmage mentioned." he recalled.

"That's right." the boy replied with a slight nod. "My name is Rollo Flamme. I serve as the student council president here."

"Oh, interesting. Our school doesn't have an independent student council, but it sounds like you all do." Riddle noted, intrigued.

"Indeed. And while it may sound presumptuous, one could call it the face of our school." Rollo's words were smooth, formal—well-rehearsed. As he spoke, two students silently approached and flanked him on either side. "Pleased to make your acquaintance."

"Ack! Immediate encounter with strangers!" Idia yelped, ducking behind Azul with his tablet held up like a shield.

Azul exhaled slowly. "Isn't the whole point of this social to meet strangers?"

"He takes 'stranger danger' to apocalyptic levels..." Isfrid muttered in annoyance, arms crossed protectively in front of Y/n.

"Aren't you just as on-edge?" Noé asked gently, watching Isfrid's posture tighten.

"Yeah..." Vanitas grumbled beside him, casting a brief glance toward Rollo. "I don't like how quiet he is."

Sebek's brows furrowed. "Hm...This human named Rollo...There's something about his presence..." he whispered with uncharacteristic caution.

"....." Rollo remained expressionless, his silence more piercing than words.

"He's not smiling at all..." Epel muttered. "Is he angry about something?"

"Do not forget that our beloved Reine de l'innocence rarely smiles either," Rook said with a dreamy smile. "Their aura... so strikingly alike."

"They're practically mirroring each other," Noé added quietly, his eyes flicking between Y/n and Rollo with mild surprise.

"T-That means Mon Cher should smile more often!" Vanitas says, using one finger to push Y/n's lips upward into a smile. "Mon Ange looks beautiful when she smiles."

"T-That means Mon Cherie should smile more!" Vanitas declared before pressing a finger to Y/n's lips and gently pushing them into an upward curve. "Mon Ange is divine when she smiles."

"Boo," Vanitas pouted, still grinning even as he dangled like a scolded cat.

"...." Rollo, who had been silently watching, briefly glanced at Vanitas before speaking again—his gaze lingering on Y/n this time. "This is our vice president, and this is our aide. When they heard they could meet with such an esteemed group, they dropped everything and came running. The entirety of Noble Bell College welcomes you. Our school is small compared to yours, and you may find it lacking in some ways, but we beg your indulgence."