Am I… the only guy here?
Well...
That explains the reaction.
I'm not used to being the only visible male in a thirty-meter radius, but I guess this is what happens when you're punctual.
Still—why so reactive?
Is it really because there are no important characters around to steal the spotlight?
I sighed internally.
Kids these days.
Instead of studying, all they think about is romance.
Romantic entanglements. Noble rumors. Partner lists. Dance card strategies.
Back in my world, we worried about exams. Here, it's about who will catch whose eye across a glittering ballroom.
I clicked my tongue softly.
…Then again, I wasn't exactly in a position to judge.
I was sixteen myself(which I found out not long ago)—technically the same age as most of them. Old enough to be considered nearing adulthood in this world, young enough that those novel worlds would've still labeled me a kid.
But age is just a number. Maturity comes with experience.
And I had plenty of that.
