Chapter 121 Mirage family are coming
Inside the dimly lit third-year dormitory, room number 102, a young man with delicate, feminine features sat by the window. His long, white hair cascaded over his back, and his eyes were as beautiful and deep as the ocean itself. For some reason, though, this man's face was full of boredom, as if merely living his life was taking a toll on him. A soft sigh escaped his lips.
"For how long do I need to act like this?" he murmured, his voice barely audible in the stillness of the room.
As if in response to his words, a dark, shadowy figure materialized behind him, emerging from the corner of the room where the light barely reached. The figure was cloaked in a long hood that obscured his face entirely, save for his eyes, which were pools of inky blackness—void of any emotion or trace of humanity.
The figure knelt, bowing his head as if in reverence. "Greetings, young ****," he intoned, his voice emotionless.