[h2][colour=SlateGray][center]Edgar Quantus[/center][/colour][/h2]

Edgar couldn't recall a single time in his life where he had seen someone smile as much as the girl did. It was like she was just radiating an aura of happiness that couldn't be ignored, and the same went with the way she talked. Though, at the mention of his magic, she seemed a little... Shocked, surprised?


[center][color=ed145b]"Ooohhh, so you are someone with a special ability. Isn't that true?"[/color][/center]

A special ability? Did she not realise that she was in a magical academy, or was she just a bit odd? He decided he shouldn't press it, partially for fear it might upset her, but mainly because he couldn't get past the almost overwhelming aura that came from her. It felt similar to has slight panic attack from earlier, but this time it didn't feel like a dark, evil and negative presence. 

And then she referred to him as [i]"Quantus-San"[/i], which was something he had never been called. Was that one of Japanese things... What were hey called... Honorifics? No, that couldn't be right... It didn't sound right, at least.

[center][color=ed145b]"But greeting someone isn't a problem. Izumi Reina, I hope we can get along with each other."[/color][/center]

Hold on, was that English naming order of Japanese? He guessed it was Japanese, considering her use of the suffixes on names, or at least his. If that was the case then her name would be... [i]"Reina Izumi"[/i], right? Before he could even finish the thought, though, she put out her hand for him to shake. So, he took her hand and shook it, looking a little red in the face, but that was because of the heat, right?

[u]right?[/u]

[b]"O-Okay then, R-Reina. Nice to meet y-you."[/b] and he was already back to stuttering. Though, Reins didn't really seem to notice, which made life easier. At 
least it would have done, if not for her next comment.

[center][color=ed145b]"You didn't look so well just now... Are you sure you are not feeling ill? I wouldn't mind to help you out of this chaos."[/color][/center]

She was joking, right? He didn't look ill, he couldn't have. It was just stress, nothing more nothing less. It wasn't gfbyfy6475bf, because there was nothing wrong. His family said that would only happen if he got really emotional, and even then it was unlikely because of his controlled abilities. And even then, what did she mean by [i]"...didn't look so well..."[/i], anyway? What, was he pale, were his pupils an unnatural size, what?

[b]"U-Uh, I guess going outside wouldn't be that bad. Maybe we can get out of h-here before the teachers start a b-brawl, or worse."[/b] he said, standing from his seat and taking a slightly wobbly step. His eye was still slightly throbbing, but for some reason it felt as if it had gotten worse. Was it the atmosphere of the room, or was it do with the girl? It never normally hurt like this, so maybe he did get something stuck. Maybe it was a bit of wood, or maybe it just hurt from the pressure change courtesy of the bastard teacher, Alastair nobody-gives-two-shits-about-your-graduation. Edgar could probably take him, and win easily. Without a scratch, even.

[b]"Right, I, uh, guess w-we should get going, R-Reina..."[/b]

There was definitely something very, very wrong with him today.

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