But when he saw me, the first thing he expressed was concern.
“You’re hurt?” He touched the corner of my split lip.
“You owe me!” I glared at his deceitful face. “You knew about ‘the Rabbit’ all along!”
“I knew.” He didn’t deny it. “I was once a student at this academy.”
On the way, I learned about the origins of the ‘Rabbit’ rule.
Fifteen years ago, on Halloween, a child of a noble family dressed up as a vampire and played a hunting game with his friends.
They ran into a senior student dressed as a bunny girl. The student cursed at them. The child of the noble family remembered her and complained to his driver. The next day, when he arrived at school, he discovered that the senior student had been stripped down to her underwear and left in a sink. Every time she tried to climb up, a
