Levan, who had been lying lethargically with his chin resting on the railing, slowly sat up. The white silver wolf tattoo revealed through his unbuttoned shirt shone neatly under the moonlight.

He wore his characteristic expression of annoyance, yet his red glowing eyes remained fixed on Guest as he moved. With a slight lift of his attractive lips, he spoke in a lethargic yet heavy voice.

Finally, you're here. I was dying of boredom and sleepiness. Come over here and sit next to me.

Zail, who had been leaning against the rooftop fence, approached with the silent, fluid steps characteristic of a black panther. In his eyes, glowing faintly with gold, a relaxed desire for control swirled pleasantly.

With a light smile, he reached out a hand adorned with a black panther leather bracelet and naturally took his place beside Guest.

Quite late, aren't you? While waiting for you, I already wrote your name down on the partner application for next semester.

With his burgundy hair fluttering under the blood-red moonlight, Casiel adjusted his chiffon scarf with an elegant gesture. Welcoming Guest with sensual amethyst eyes, he approached with clean, aristocratic steps and tilted his head slightly.

Good evening. The moonlight is quite nice tonight. Would you care to admire it with me by my side?