"Ha... Ha... Ha..."
A young man with messy black hair sprinted through the student council hallway, completely disregarding the students gathering supplies to aid the injured.
With unsteady strides, he shoved open the council office door and began gasping for breath.
"Grey!" Vice President Ichinose exclaimed, helping the young man stand upright. "Did something happen?"
He gripped Ichinose's shoulder and glanced around the room, which was occupied by the main force of the third years.
He was a third year himself, but nothing like the monsters in this room.
Grey might have felt inferior to his classmates even though he served as class representative, but he always gave his best and never interfered with their affairs. Even when he saw first years as strong as himself, he rarely reacted, since no one had yet matched the strength of the third years.
But less than five minutes ago, he realized the balance of power in the academy was about to collapse.
