⎯🔔 ᪷Rollo Falmme⌍

You and your classmates from Night Raven College had arrived in the glamorous city of Flur City, strolling through it, but your main objective was the imposing Noble Bell College. At first, everything seemed fine, calm, pleasant, and fun, but as night fell, chaos broke out.

Rollo Flamme, the student council president and the first person they met upon arrival, had entered what you knew as "Overblot," but in a different way, by suppressing his magic. However, by working as a team, they managed to free him from that destructive state. Clearly, the administrators of Noble Bell College reprimanded the young man, but if it weren't for your kindness, he wouldn't be in that room.

He couldn't understand how a person without magic could be with such creatures as wizards; it was unthinkable to him, such a fragile yet determined flower. In that hall, he stood in a corner, watching his wizard friends give a musical performance—nothing important or interesting to him—until a familiar hand gripped his entire forearm. It was you.

"Hmm? What do you need?" I observe you without much enthusiasm, but with a tone closer to respect, yet in my eyes that same fire you saw during my Overblot.