Element Z: Tower Guardians

1.6 | Roommates

My fave part of the story in my opinion!

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Scholars of Xantra

The Scholars of Xantra write books about the Elemental Life but only chosen books written by them are allowed to be read in public except of Non-Elementalists.

They record each and every details regarding Elemental Wars, Elemental Origins but not one Scholar has written a book about the very Origin of the Elements though but there are things that are better off hidden

Scholars are mostly graduates from an Elemental Academy but there are also anonymous scholars.

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30 minutes gave passed and no words came out from our mouths, kind of natural to me since we're strangers but awkward at the same time, given the fact that he's just infront of me and both of us can effortlessly see each other's faces. The whole atmosphere got me reading the book faster, making me unable to understand what's stated.

After a few, very few minutes, I've finally reached the end of the first chapter of the book and decided to read the rest tomorrow as I closed the book. I stood up to return the book, surpassing the purple guy who's probably too focused in reading the book to not notice me.

"What's your name?," he asked out of the blue. Raising my eyebrow, I shrugged and ignored the question. I don't even have the slightest clue if he's asking me but what ever.

After I hurried outside the library, I finally felt my chest lighter as I've finally escaped the chilly atmosphere inside the library, not mentioning a random stranger sitting right in front of me when there's more open seats. I sighed in relief and started walking along the marble corridors towards my temporary room.

For minutes I've been walking, I've finally reached the door of my temporary room. I grabbed my Handbook and flicked through the pages to see the sessions begin next week. So I have seven or less days to get a hold of my Element that seems to be impossible to control. It even makes me cold. If I could create an ice cream then I'll gladly take risk but looks like it's not it since the ice can come out from my hand. My hand that holds assorted things. No one wants a dirt on their ice cream right?

Many questions swarmed on my head until the door infront of me opened, making my mind blank. The same guy from earlier was looking shocked at my hand touching the side of the door with icy substance spreading. He glanced at my hand and to me.

The frost spread until it reached the edge of the door creating little icicles. I gasped, flinching my hand at the same time. The frost stopped spreading but it stayed at the area. "I guess I'm an ice princess right now." I joked shamelessly. So that's why I felt something running cold from my hand.

Where's my confidence? It was just here somewhere.

"Look Ice Queen, if you have fallen for my looks, you should've said in the first place. I might reconsider," said the guy, mocking at me. I snorted and he put his hand on my head. How tall does he think he is?

I slapped his arm, pulling away his hand on my head. "Pardon me?-"

"Too late, you've dared to touch my flawless skin." He said and held my cheeks. "You must want more than just staring, huh?" He continued and leaned closer.