Hector lightly tightened his fists while blinking constantly and looking at his glove.
At this point, he was feeling rather tired and bored, especially since he was about to leave the academy.
After all, he had been here for quite a long time—probably around five months.
A small sense of regret lingered in him. He had never really made any friends.
Of course, given the situation, leaving was inevitable.
Then, silence for a while.
A sight escaped from Hector's chest.
"Sigh! Why am I thinking about her now?" Hector furrowed his brow as a thought crept into his mind.
Violet… There was something about her that made him think of her at this moment.
Perhaps it was a lingering sense of guilt. Or something else.
"I hope I won't see you again… an unknown constant."
Then, Hector slowly stepped out of his room.
However, before he could leave the academy completely, there was still one last thing he had to do—fulfill his promise to Bam.
