Silas's POV
My eyes widened because it was Coke. It gave me a shiver in my mouth. I grabbed the soju glass too—and when I drank it, it was Sprite.
When I took a sip from all those "liquors," I quickly glanced at Voline with eyes widened.
If these were all soft drinks, then why was he pretending to be drunk?
He burst into laughter seeing me.
"What are you looking at like that? It's only soft drinks. Did you really think I'd make you all drink alcohol when training starts tomorrow?"
He stretched his hand out toward my head like he was going to ruffle my hair, but then he stopped while looking behind me.
So I glanced back. It was Lysander sitting behind me.
"By the way, what did you say your name was?" he asked.
"Silas."
"Such a beautiful name. Wait—didn't you do a drama with Lysander recently? It was kinda popular. I kept seeing it everywhere, but I was too busy to watch. Don't worry—I'll watch that drama."
