"A lot of men… why are they still around until now?" I whispered softly. I’m sitting far away from her now. She’s in front of the class while I’m still in the usual seating position.

Ophelia switched their seat so we could talk away. She kept glaring at me, and many of her students were around. I wish I could talk to her normally too.

Ever since she came back and found out that she was an incomplete there were many who always approached her, they probably wanted to work under her because she was just the first woman to be incomplete in this area.

‘She seems cold, it’s cool!’...