Here—was the residence of his senior student, the Half-Elf Lillian.
Taking a light breath, Colin stepped forward, and pressed the doorbell entwined with vines.
Ding—
A clear sound echoed.
Colin's expression was serene as he stood patiently at the door, while a breeze stirred the flowers in the yard, fluttering the stray hairs on his forehead.
Shortly after.
The villa's main door suddenly opened.
A petite figure stepped out.
"Colin, my junior... why have you come to find me so late?"
Lillian walked towards the door, her voice tinged with curiosity.
She was not dressed in the School's standard Wizard Robe like usual, but instead wore a plain, white dress, her mid-length golden hair not tied up, cascading down like a waterfall.
On Renee or other girls, this style of dress would undoubtedly be pure and cute...
But on Lillian, it was only childlike cuteness... and fantasy.
Colin's eyes moved slightly.
