Alaric pushed through the door and stepped inside.
It closed behind him with a solid thud.
The room was smaller than expected. Plain stone walls. A few benches along the sides. No windows.
Five others were already there. Some faces he recognized from class. Others he'd never seen before.
"Tch. Why'd this bastard come?" The sudden hiss broke him out of his thoughts.
A silver-blonde boy, with pointy ears leaned against the far wall, arms crossed. His pale green eyes tracked Alaric with open disdain. Lips curled slightly in disgust.
Alaric's gaze swept over him once.
Then dismissed him entirely.
He moved further into the room. Found an empty spot near the back corner. Leaned his shoulder against the wall there.
The silver-blonde's jaw tightened. His eyes flashed with irritation at being ignored.
Then—
Clap!
The sharp sound echoed in the confined space.
Everyone's attention snapped toward the center of the room.
