Re: Write The Villain

Butterfly Effect (4)

"Yes, the newly established Magic Department Club."

Upon hearing Artoria's words, Vallen's eyes widened, caught in a momentary surprise. The information seemed to settle in as he slowly closed his eyes, absorbing the revelation. A deep sigh escaped him, carrying a weight of realization and perhaps a tinge of resignation. He shook his head in response to his internal musings.

The atmosphere shifted between them, an unspoken tension lingering in the air. Artoria, still curious, began to pose a question when, before she could finish, Vallen, with a casual air, walked past her. His hands were tucked inside his pockets, an almost nonchalant demeanor painted on his face.

As he moved away, there was a subtle murmur, as if thoughts were finding expression in muted sounds. A chuckle, soft yet distinct, escaped Vallen's lips. The echo of it lingered briefly, leaving an intriguing layer to the atmosphere. The clubroom's ambiance held a certain enigmatic quality, as though secrets whispered withi