Xavier led Kayle to a secluded corridor before shoving her against the wall and slamming a palm on the spot next to her face, effectively trapping her in. Realizing that she was cornered, Kayla felt her heartbeat start to accelerate as she asked shyly, "What question do you have in mind, Xav?"

"What's with the draft?" Xavier asked in a low tone.

"I—I designed it. What's wrong with it?"

Kayla seemed to have prepared for the scenario in advance. She blinked innocently at Xavier with doe eyes. "