Aurora
"Distractions are pleasurable Aurora," a familiar voice stated, the force on the stick still present.
My mind was quick to judge the voice and I instantly discovered who it was.
"Marco?" I called in a voice just near to whisper, removing the blindfold from my eyes.
My vision were cleared and I saw Marcos standing before me with his hand still grasping the stick and his eyes locked on mine.
"My student's name is all over the place for multiple reasons, and why is that so?" he asked in his usual calm manner, letting go of the stick.
"It's not a good tale Marco," I replied dryly, reality starting to strike in as I understood the gravity of my actions and how I stood a great chance to be expelled.
A fatherly smile formed on his face as both his hands met behind him. "And y
