Seojun appeared inside the dean's office without knocking, as usual. The room was quiet and warmly lit by morning sun filtering through the wide glass windows. The scent of tea and old books filled the air. Dean Harin didn't even flinch.
He was used to it by now.
"Did you find it?" Seojun asked,
"Yeah,"The Dean replied, reaching into under his table and placing a slim folder on the desk. "Here it is. Are you sure about her?"
Seojun opened the folder, scanning the student's profile. "Yes."
The Dean turned around, hands behind his back, and gazed out the window. "She enrolled in the academy. But she only shows up twice a month. We tried encouraging her… but nothing worked."
Seojun looked at the profile again and nodded once. Then—blink. He vanished.
The dean turned back to say something more, but Seojun was already gone. He sighed, rubbing the bridge of his nose. "…The weather is good today," he muttered, reaching for his cup of tea and taking a slow sip.
