Chapter 380 Trauma

Chapter 380 Trauma

A deep exhausted sigh escaped the lips of many of the students in the classroom as the robot left.

Aurora wasted no time. Just as she had always done, she immediately stood up from her seat and started walking out of the class.

A pair of iridescence eyes narrowed dangerously, their forms locked onto the form of Aurora departing figure.

The youth with this pair of eyes had a hair color that revealed a dynamic spectrum of hues that shifted every second.

In the whole of the human domain, only one family had these traits, the Nebulon family. The same family that had bloodlines focused on illusions and deceit.

And this youth was Zephry Nebulon, the same Nebulon youth Atticus had fought during the entrance test.

Zephry was a tier one through and through. In fact he was one of the important heirs of the Nebulon family.

Someone of his status was supposed to be amongst the 1000 leaders of the first year but unfortunately, he had met Atticus.

'Dying' during the academy test came at a very huge cost that had been practically impossible for Zephry to bare and still end up within the top 1000.

He had lost all his points and even worse, he had been forbidden from hunting or even moving for more than half of the test duration. He had ended up having to join the division of a high ranking Nebulon youth.

It goes without saying that it had been a major, very major embarrassment that he ended up in this classroom. And this all happened because of one person.

Zephry watched as Aurora left the classroom after which he turned and locked gazes with a particular red haired youth sitting a bit farther away from him.

This youth was undoubtedly a member of the Alverian family and it was the same youth who had wanted to challenge Atticus during the entrace test, Lark Alverian.

Just like almost every other tier one in the none leader's section, he had chosen to join the division of the highest rank Alverian member, Lila Alverian.

Aurora released a deep breath as she raised her fist, clenching it hard, "He's growing too strong," she muttered under her breath.

'He's going to leave me soon,' Aurora's expression suddenly became sad, 'And I'll end up alone,'

It goes without saying that Atticus was Aurora's only friend. She wasn't close with anyone else except maybe, Anastasia.

When both of them had first became friend, while her hope had been completely pure; she wanted nothing more than to go everywhere with her friend, Atticus.

Their relationship had of course developed over the years, their bond having deepened. And one didn't have to be a genius to know that if things kept going the way they were going, her hope would always be that, a hope.

Aurora had always tried to hide it, but there was no time that Atticus would show his overwhelming display of strength that she wouldn't feel a pang in her chest.

Except from the mornings where she would have to grab a meal with Atticus or at night where she would usually bring a meal to him after he gets back from the academy campus, Aurora was always training.

'I really have to get stronger,' Aurora resolved one more time as she kept walking through the hallway.

Just as Aurora was about to turn left and enter the hallway her teleportation room was on, she suddenly heard a voice that she didn't think it possible to hear again as long as she lived,

"Aurora," a deep, stern manly voice suddenly sounded, his voice resounding across the hallway.

Aurora form froze, 'No no no no! It can't be,' she thought in completely disbelief.

"Aurora," the deep voice sounded once more, causing Aurora to flinch as her form trembled. That voice... that voice made her remember a deep deep trauma that she wanted nothing more than to bury it deep within herself.

Aurora form slowly turned backwards and as her gaze landed on the figure of a man in front of her, Aurora's gaze trembled as her heart raced.

"D-dad?" Aurora's trembling voice sounded.