Teacher's residence,
Zane sat at the desk in his quiet dorm room, fingers tapping lazily on his sleek black laptop. The glow of the screen reflected in his deep purple eyes as he scrolled through a document he wasn't really reading.
"It's been two days since I started teaching…" he muttered, leaning back on the chair. "Surprisingly… it's fun."
He gave a small smirk, recalling the clueless students trying to grasp his intentionally half-baked explanations. But the smirk quickly faded, his tone dropping.
"…But still, no signs of that Administrator. Not even a whisper."
His eyes dimmed as he tapped the desk. For a fleeting second, he considered spreading his perception outward, tearing through the barriers of secrecy this world held. The thought alone made him frown.
"No. If I do that, I'll ruin it all…" he whispered. "It's like turning on cheat codes in a game. Sure, you win instantly, but…" He glanced at the window. "…there's no satisfaction in playing anymore."
