Bradon’s POV
That was the second class at the Luna Academy I attended and the second class the professor got us to participate in it. I can’t believe grandma. I had to message her about it, and she tried to stroke my ego, saying it would be beneficial for someone as skilled as I was, to show them what to do. “It worked, didn’t it?” Oscar commented as I grunted, because he wasn’t wrong.
“I wasn’t there for them. I was there for Elouise,” I snarled as Oscar continued to grin and lay down in my mind. “Is this going to be what happens with every class of yours?” I asked as Elouise began to giggle again because she is really enjoying at how we are being used like that. “I’m serious! I have my own studies to do.”
“Relax, tomorrow I have the day off, and I can go to your classes,” Elouise said
