Some Fucked Up Kids

"Talk to him, fucking dammit! He just fought Gaston!"

Ísar shot up his seat in the library at Osayi's words. He just knew who Osayi was talking about and it made his blood run cold.

"Where?!" Ísar yelled, turning to give a sharp girl at a student that hushed them and watched as they slunk back into their book.

He turned back to Osayi who had grabbed his hand and was dragging him out of the library into the hallway of the third floor.

"He's by the fountain!" Osayi yelled as they continued to rush towards the elevator. "Sela and Emmel are with him but fuck me! He just blew up!"

That can't be it, Ísar thought, going back to what Gisela had told him that very morning during their alchemy class. He wouldn't just attack Gaston for nothing.

His thoughts were stopped in their tracks when Osayi stopped running, the young king's nose bumping into the Southern Prince's too hard back.