Night had settled once more over Damon's dormitory, the faint glow of the academy lights slipping through the window and casting soft shadows across the room, while the quiet hum of the distant campus created a calm, enclosed stillness. For a brief moment after the hologram vanished, nothing moved.
Then—
Sahira stepped out from where she had been hidden.
Her head was lowered, her posture hesitant, as though unsure whether she should have revealed herself at all. Damon's gaze shifted toward her immediately, his expression composed as he observed her without interruption.
"You seem to have something to say?" he asked, his tone even.
Sahira lifted her head slightly, her lips parting as if to speak, yet no words came at first, her fingers tightening faintly against the fabric of her uniform before she finally managed—
"Y-you… really want to do this…?"
Damon gave a small, questioning hum.
"Hm?"
Sahira swallowed lightly before continuing, her voice still uncertain.
