Rosana's sweat glistened in the sunlight, trickling beneath her crimson dress. Her gaze was wild yet carried a piercing glint, dissecting Mel's every small gesture.
Unbothered, Mel smirked with confidence as she strode towards Rosana. "Not gonna attend any lecture?"
"Same to you." The Heiress grinned, an arrogance that softly clashed against Mel's tease. "I'm aware of this academy's prestige, which is why I'm willing to see how far I could accomplish without their curriculum."
Mel stopped, staring up at Rosana's draconic red eyes. A dragon's wild nature, perfectly tamed within two blood-red eyes of a human.
Her lips curled into a gentle smile. "Forget your vow to have first place in every subject?"
Frowning, the Heiress leaned down a little, blonde hair floating down like curtains. "Don't worry. I never doubt my victory. Rather, I can never stand it if I do doubt myself for a second."
Then, a craze briefly crossed her red eyes. "However, I'm always open to surprises."
