This was too weird… There was no way— was there? The blonde scanned over the tiny class president, if there was one thing he had to be certain of, this was definitely queen. Fingers found their way to scruffy tresses, his mouth hanging semi open as if to speak, but unable to really make heads or tails of what he was attempting to say
"You’re in the Peristylium Suzaku— Y’know, in Rubrum." He continued to look down on the small child, almost convinced he had near gone insane or was obviously dreaming. But, if this was a dream, he could just do whatever he wanted and go along with it! Right. Good plan.
"So this may sound kinda weird, but your name wouldn’t happen to be Queen by any chance would it?”
Queen cocked her head at the taller student as he eyed her up and down, analysing her features. Perhaps the realisation was starting to sink in and now he was unsure as to how to respond.
"The Peristylium..." she murmured to herself. So it was true; she was inside the walls of the famed school she had admired for so long.
"Ah, yes that is my name," her eyes lit up, and a smile spread across her face. "Then... you know who I am?"










