Illya found no qualms about it but it made the white-haired girl wonder why Oz is attaching himself to her in every opportunity he gets — and by every opportunity, Illya meant almost every hour. Every time she would ask him for the reason why he is acting the way he did, and every time he would only gaze at her like a kicked puppy — he is, no doubt, definitely after her heartstrings — and so Illya finally decided to just let him be, having found comfort in his presence as well. What concerned her is the distant stares he would send towards her way, it was as if he saw something else other than her. And then there was the occasional blank look on his face and the sudden tenseness of his figure whenever some other student got too close.
“Oz,” the white-haired girl called loudly to get the s
