A Looming Problem
Ethan glanced at the scenery outside. His face was thick with worry. The dense dark clouds blocked what little light from above, and the pouring rain turned into a storm.
"Do you think Percival is okay?" Ethan mumbled, asking no one in particular. He hoped that Percival was safe in the dorms or wherever he was.
Rever sat on a chair and comfortably leaned on its headrest. He placed his arms behind the back of his head and closed his eyes, enjoying the sound of the rain outside and the wonderful cold weather it brought.
They were still inside their classroom, trapped by the sudden rain. The boys huddled with each other while the girls did the same, and they passed the time by idle chatting.
"He'll be fine. He just woke up at the wrong side of the bed." Rever dismissed with a wave of his hand before he took a peek at Alfonse, who was still leaning against the window, eyes closed.