Letting out a tired yawn, Brandon walked across the sunlit pathway of the Academy's main corridor.
The morning sun filtered through the arched windows, casting warm golden beams across the marble floor.
Students bustled about, some hurrying to class, others lingering to chat in groups.
'Damn it… I didn't get enough sleep again,' he thought irritably, rubbing the side of his neck.
His shirt collar was slightly askew, his tie loosely knotted 'All that cuddling… and sucking on Rave's nipples. Shit… I need coffee. Or sleep. Or both.'
He stifled another yawn as he rounded the corner of the courtyard, when his eyes caught a familiar figure leaning back against a pillar.
Han Dhayun.
She was tapping her foot lightly as she glanced toward the horizon. Her arms crossed under her bust, and she looked as if she was waiting for someone.
A smile tugged at the corners of Brandon's lips looking at her.
He walked up behind her and gently tapped the back of her head with his fingers.
