In a plain and luxurious room, a beautiful girl was sleeping peacefully.
Her serene expression made it seem like she was lost in some pleasant dreams.
Her cheeks had a faint blush.
Then—
Her violet eyes snapped open.
Her face heated up.
What am I doing?
Amyra buried her face in her pillow, remembering the pleasant dreams she was just having.
It was an uncharacteristic gesture for her.
If she had shown such expressions outside, anyone who knew her would have been shocked.
Her classmates wouldn't even believe the sight even if they saw it.
The feared and untouchable Amyra, acting like… this?
She inhaled deeply, forcing herself to calm down before rolling onto her back.
Her ManaSync was placed on the table beside her bed.
She picked it up.
The device screen lit up.
There was a photo of a boy on the screen.
He was not some celebrity. Neither was he some renowned figure.
But for her, he was the most important person in this world.
