A storm had passed.

The dormitory, once filled with wailing and screams, had now fallen into a desolate silence.

“What... just happened?”

Atra brushed her hair back as she spoke. The thick jealousy that had surged up in her moments earlier had been entirely incinerated by the event that had just transpired.

It was that intense… and chilling.

Everyone in the room understood what she was referring to.

The bedroom, though crowded with people whose hair gleamed in various colors, was spacious enough to accommodate them all.

Their gazes were fixed on the bed.

There lay Lee Hayul, sound asleep …