The garden behind Sturgon Academia was bathed in the bright orange light of the setting sun, the soft breeze carrying the scent of fresh blossoms. A group of girls walked through the pathway, their hushed voices filled with anticipation and excitement. In the lead was a young lady, clutching a heart-shaped letter in her trembling hands.
"Are you really nervous, Emilia?" one of her friends giggled, nudging her playfully.
"W-What if he rejects me?" Emilia stuttered, her emerald eyes filled with uncertainty.
"There's no way Lord Daniel would reject you!" another friend chimed in. "Haven't you noticed how he always gives you special attention? He remembers little details about you. And he always walks you back to the dorms when it's late!"
"That's right," the third friend added. "The way he looks at you... It's obvious! You have nothing to worry about."
