"Hewinia?" Ogg exclaimed in surprise. "How are you here?"
"I've told you not to call me 'senior' anymore, we're from the same year... and who knows, I might even be younger than you." Hewinia tilted her head, her golden curls cascading down like a waterfall. "Besides, haven't I already said that I'm here to hang out with you?"
"To hang out with me?" Ogg still couldn't believe it.
Hewinia patted the chair beside her. "Don't just stand there, sit down."
Although Ogg didn't know what was happening, he found himself sitting down without much thought when Hewinia patted the chair.
In the dim candlelight, Hewinia's perfect profile was faintly visible, drawing his gaze downward unconsciously.
And then he saw Hewinia's body wrapped in his robe.
Ogg was not tall, even shorter than Hewinia, and particularly slender, so his robe was a size smaller as well.
