Chapter 7: The Hall

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A week had passed since that incident. As it turns out the Jorousian Embassy was the only site that was attacked by the Axis Liberation Coalition. As such, with a few well-placed words they were mostly able to keep the rumors from spreading with only a handful of civilians, mostly families of the victims who had died in battle. As for the ALC Members that were arrested, they were taken for questioning and to be put on trial.

Lissa walked around the halls of the library with a frown as she looked through various tomes and books. She tried her best to study but it would seem there was something, or rather someone, in her mind. It had been several days since the incident and yet she can't help but regret the things she had said to Thomas.

How about I make things clear. I have no intention of being your friend nor do I want to be your friend. If anything you are the opposite of a friend, you are a Rival someone I wish to surpass. In fact, you being a rival is quite possibly the only reason I tolerate your presence. Those were her words, and she ended up regretting them immediately as that was the product of her venting her frustrations at him. It wasn't because he was capable of challenging her skills and knowledge, but rather due to the lack of effort, he spends and yet is still capable of being on par with her. As if he was mocking her.

"Maybe you should apologize to him," Someone told her taking Lissa by surprise and almost let out a yelp as she turned around to face a Second Year Girl wearing the Jorousian Uniform just like her, as well as a pair of white gloves, standing behind her.

She had long jet black hair which is done into a pair of braids and a pair of black glasses that due it's a reflection on the light, alongside the slight tint it carries, it almost looks like blank disks that seem to lack any eyes behind them, Lissa noticed her eyes were furrowed in a was that showed mild irritation at her.

"I'm sorry?" Lissa asked in confusion.

"You got into a fight with someone did you not?" She asked quietly. "It's written all over your face."

Was I that easy to read? She thought as she swallowed nervously. "I well--"

"This would be a lot easier if you got around and made friends instead of keeping your distance," The Second Year continued as she let go of the book she was carrying and levitated towards a nearby shelf. "Though who am I to judge."

"I'm just too focused on my studies to consider that option." Lissa reasoned, she was right though. If she made the effort and befriended her classmates, and Thomas especially, maybe she would know how to properly deal with something so minor.

"How did you even know?" Lissa asked curiously as she slumped behind the wall. "I'm quite perceptive." She simply answered.

"Still though," The Second Year continued as she used her Mana to send the other books back into their respective shelves. "You shouldn't push people away like that. You have a long life ahead of you after all, why not make the most of it and make friends?"

Friends huh? Lissa thought she had always been evasive of people because back home she would avoid people from knowing more about 'The Illegitimate Daughter of Ikross Family' for the sake of driving her Family's name deeper into the ground. The only one that went out of their way to befriend her is Louis, perhaps even the only one she tolerated up to this point.

"Yeah," Lissa smiled. "That doesn't sound like a bad idea, plus it'll be much more productive to work with others than going alone after all. I'll go and make some friends."

"Exactly now get lost and--"

"I'll start with you first," Lissa said facing the second year.

"What?" She said not in confusion but rather in mild annoyance. "Look you're wasting your time--"

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