My older sister is a villainous rich girl.

Before school ended, it started raining outside the window.

The continuous, fine raindrops pattered against the windowsill, and the sound of the rain could be heard from outside.

It got dark earlier than usual, and the magic lights were turned on in the classroom, but sitting in the classroom under the cover of night only made people feel more anxious.

"It seems like it won't stop anytime soon..."

Wayne sat down and let out a long sigh.

He didn't bring an umbrella today.

Although a carriage would come to pick him up, the school rules prohibited outsiders from entering without permission, so the coachman could only wait for him at the school gate.

"Time is up."

This time, it wasn't the head of student affairs who came to the classroom, but another unfamiliar male teacher.

"Temporary class monitor, please accept this test paper."

As he spoke, he opened a document: "The next person whose name is called, stay behind and redo the previously invalidated exam papers."

Upon hearing this, some people began to get restless.

"Why should I! I've already done it, and now I want to go home," one student said.

The male teacher didn't even look up. "You can go back, but you don't need to come to school tomorrow. Find another school that will accept you."

The student who had spoken earlier turned pale, feeling embarrassed, but didn't dare to say anything more.

"How could this be..."

"That's too much..."

The students no longer dared to openly challenge the teachers' authority, but the teachers could not stop their private complaints.

As Gavin walked out of the classroom, he glanced back at his classmates who were still sitting in their seats, unable to leave.

"For Seiki Academy, these students from families that are not particularly outstanding are actually dispensable."

"That's why members of the Lily Society have the privilege of not attending tutoring sessions."

He said in a low voice.

"Because even these teachers who have the backing of the academy don't dare to really clash with the children of great nobles, let alone use their small powers to threaten them."

"Otherwise, they will definitely be the ones who suffer."

Wayne glanced at the male teacher standing on the podium, who had no expression on his face.

"The way you're saying it makes me think that the Lily Society is an organization exclusively for villains..."

Although it didn't seem that bad originally.

In the corridor, Wayne stretched his hand out over the railing, feeling the raindrops falling from the sky.

"The rain seems to be heavier than expected."

"Didn't bring an umbrella? Why don't you come with me..."

"Wayne!" another voice suddenly rang out.

Gavin was interrupted by an uninvited guest halfway through his sentence, and the two of them turned around to look.

A girl with two braids on either side and wearing round glasses approached them, holding a black umbrella with a straight handle in her hand.

"Wayne...didn't you bring an umbrella? I...I happen to have one, how about we go out together?"

Her chest rose and fell slightly, as if she had to exert a great deal of effort to finish saying that sentence.

"Oh?" Gavin looked at Wayne meaningfully, then at the girl.

"You must be Camille, right? I have something to do, so I'll leave my good friend Wayne to you."

After saying that, Gavin winked at Wayne with a flirtatious expression, then ran off without looking back.

"Feed, feed!" Wayne was a little speechless.

Camille tightened her grip on the umbrella handle.

"I'm sorry, I've put Wayne in a difficult position..."

"No...not at all."

Wayne remained noncommittal and walked down the stairs at a leisurely pace.

Camille followed closely behind him the whole time.

Wayne stopped at the foot of the teaching building.

"I might be being a bit blunt, but I have a question for Camille. Could you please answer it honestly?"

He turned his gaze to the girl who had her head down and looked extremely humble.

"Is there something you'd like to ask me?"

Wayne asked seriously.

He was constantly being glanced at by those shy, hesitant eyes, which bothered him a lot.

Can't you just say what's on your mind?

"what?"

Camille was momentarily stunned, then her face flushed crimson. "I...I don't have anything to ask of you."

Wayne said "Oh" and glanced at her.

"Don't bother Camille, I can go back by myself," he said.

Camille's expression changed: "But...but..."

Wayne smiled. "It's just raining, isn't it?"

He stretched out his palm, and a flash of light appeared, revealing a solid earthen wall directly above his head.

"I am a magician."

"I'm leaving." With those words, he rushed into the night amidst the drizzle.

All that was left was Camille standing there, bewildered.

The rain was still pouring down, its force striking the ground with unwavering determination.

Occasionally, some water splashes into the rest area at the entrance of the teaching building.

"...I didn't do a good job again," she murmured.

The long-handled umbrella, which she had just raised to her chest in her nervousness, drooped limply.

I originally wanted to muster up the courage to get closer to Wayne.

Perhaps they figured it out.

It's clear that her motives weren't pure.

Yes, it's not enough to just think, "If I can get along with him, my father might be satisfied."

I even feel that I am of low quality.

Even if I want to be friends with someone for a moment, the first thing that comes to mind is the fear that my father will ask me to please that person.

Without even realizing it, they have become unable to interact with others honestly.

that's terrible.

She opened her umbrella and listened to the sound of raindrops falling on its surface.

It felt as if the cold rain was seeping through my body, soaking all the way to my heart.

"well--"

In her own little world, separated by the rain, she sighed deeply.

Only this tranquility of solitude truly belongs to oneself.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the wind picked up.

With the small umbrella barely covering his needs, Camille walked forward blankly, his school uniform and shoes completely soaked.

Most students would take a horse-drawn carriage to school, but Camille's father didn't have enough spare money to spend on her.

"Isn't the carriage free? Isn't the coachman paid?"

This is what he said when I tried to make a request of him.

"You're not that delicate! You can just walk there if you want."

She understands her father.

Because her family was indeed not well-off, she had an older brother and an older sister besides herself.

However, her older siblings were not as lucky as she was to be able to enter Qingxi Academy and receive the kingdom's top education.

Of the entire family, only the father would rent a carriage from the merchant's shop a few times when he needed to attend important occasions.

For the social interactions of the nobility, that was an indispensable expense.

We all live under the same sky, yet the differences between people are so vast.

But she's already used to this kind of life, so it doesn't matter.

She will make the most of the opportunity to study at Cheonggye Academy, and as long as she graduates successfully, she will surely have a bright future.

As I walked, a horse-drawn carriage slowly passed by.

Then I slowed down and walked alongside her.

The carriage curtain was suddenly lifted, revealing Wayne's face.

"You walked home completely soaked?"