When the first screech sounded for them to go eat, Aramith expected Mozrael to be all good, but he couldn't have been more wrong.
Aris, Elira, Mozarel, and Aramith were sitting at the table. And it didn't tale anyone pointing it out before Aris noticed something was wrong with them.
Elira had already heard something about it from some gossiping classmates, so she had a jist of it.
She just wanted to be alone with Mozrael before asking.
"Is...everything alright?" Aris hesitated before asking.
Elira rolled her eyes at him, and Aramith flinched. Mozrael remained calm.
But no one answered his question.
"Did you two fi—aaah! Aris grabbed his leg. "What's wrong with you?" He asked Elira who'd kicked him under the table.
She only glared at him and signalled for him to keep quiet. He was about to protest, but kept his mouth shut when he saw an unexpected character coming their way.
"Why is she...?"
