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[color=00aeef][B]Nishihara Kei[/B][/color]

Just like that, the wall smasher incident ended as quickly as it had ended. I had dedicated myself to saving lives. I'd like to say I saved them all, but I guess I'd be lying. At nightfall that day, I wrote Sensei a small mail, reporting what I had seen in my first few days in this academy. Sensei was sharp, he wrote that I shouldn't feel guilty about the people I could not save. We are but magicians, not gods. That didn't really have much effect on me. In my mind, if I were somehow better, I could have saved more people.

It is probably unnecessary to say that the following week was fairly restless for me. I entered the habit of sleeping late and waking up early, studying or training with much more frequency than I myself had ever expected of me. It was so, that I woke up fairly early in the morning of that Saturday. However, at least for that day, I decided to give myself a lazy morning.

Early morning, I had considered going to the library, search for some entertaining non-training related books. Since I was in no hurry, I decided to take the scenic route and cross the courtyard before reaching it. Right in the middle of it, a girl played the violin. The music seemed to have a calming effect of sorts on me. It was such that I decided to sit on a nearby bench while she played. I could probably check the library later. "[color=00aeef][i]A girl playing a violin here...[/i][/color]" It was actually a fairly good spring scene. An idea came to me. I quickly rummaged through my bag, and picked a pencil and my sketchbook. I started attempting to sketch the scene, hoping the violinist would not mind being the main subject of this one sketch. I considered asking her permission, but wouldn't it be worse to interupt her and disturb the scene?

[@Suku]