Return [3]

The next day.

September 29, 2149.

"This isn't my style….."

"No? You look good."

Brandon adorned the Imperial Academy uniform. It was similar to the Imperial Army's officer uniform. The only difference was the red tie.

"It's your color too."

Amelia said, as she fixed the tie for him.

It was black, just like his usual wardrobe.

However, the fact that there wasn't a tail similar to his usual blazers felt unsettling.

Yeah, he was conscious of his outfits.

"All done."

Hands on her waist, Amelia flashed a wide grin.

Breathing a sigh, Brandon asked.

"What class are you in again?"

"Didn't you check your registry?"

"No….."

"You're in class B. While I'm in class A with Belle."

"Oh?"

How surprising.

Surely, Belle pulled some strings for that to happen.

"Who's in my class?"

"Your friends."

"Ah."

Of course that was the case.