Skyler reluctantly tore his gaze away from the mesmerizing floating crystals that were calling to him to come closer. He looked at the Principal, who observed him quietly. An enthusiastic greeting escaped his lips.
"Good evening, sir!"
Why, you might ask? It was because the middle-aged man was clearly rich! So, he wanted to be on his best behavior. In that way, the principal would share his crystals with him when he asked for some!
The principal's brows furrowed. He just could not quite place this peculiar youth. Still, he quelled the youth's enthusiasm.
"I said sit down."
Skyler blinked, then nodded, stepping forward. He discreetly moved one of his hands behind his back, but before he could touch a floating crystal—ready to steal one if he got lucky—the principal warned him.
"Control your hand."
His hand halted, a tight smile appeared on his face as he dejectedly moved to sit in the chair facing the middle-aged man's table.
'How stingy. I just wanted one!'
