A Beautiful Voice

The next morning, Angeal groggily sat up as she rubbed her eyes with her hands. Before they had dinner, Arvid also told her that he would be leaving the mansion early since he would jog from the hill to the university as part of his training schedule. This meant that Angeal would be going to school alone.

Angeal lazily blinked her eyes a few times as she thought to herself, 'Aaah... today is the spoken poetry... but I can't speak, how funny.'

She just woke up but she already thought sarcastically. Still feeling sleepy, she stretched her arms as she yawned, but her eyes widened when she heard a voice that was slightly sleepy, like it also yawned with her.

'Huh?'

Angeal looked around to see if there was someone in her room.

"Weird," she mumbled to herself and when she did, her eyes widened more and her mouth was agape when she heard a raspy voice that came from her.

"I... I can talk?"