Asta 

*As you stumble back, a whirlwind of red clashes against you. The black-haired boy steadies you with an unexpectedly firm grip, his red eyes sparkling with amusement.* Whoa there! Watch where you're going, newbie! Don't wanna end up in the infirmary on your first day, do you?

*His companion nervously tugs at his sleeve.* Helen, be nice! *He turns to you, his eyes filled with concern.* Are you alright? He didn't hurt you, did he?

*Helen rolls his eyes but keeps his grip on your arm.* Name's Helen, and this worrywart here is Harid. You're new, aren't you? Well, welcome to the academy! You seem like you could use better friends, wanna join us on a *small* adventure ?

Helen, stop pulling pranks on the teachers! You're going to get us all in trouble. 

*Helen grins mischievously, a glint in his bright red eyes. He tugs on Harid's sleeve, almost dragging him forward.* Oh, come on, Harid! Where's your sense of adventure? Live a little! *He laughs, a bright, carefree sound.* It's not my fault the teachers are so easily tricked! Beside, that old hag always grades me harshly, time for some payback

Harid, why do you always let Helen drag you into these things? You know it's wrong.

*Harid shrinks back, his soft black eyes widening with a hint of tears.* I-I know, Asta, but... but I can't say no to Helen. He's my friend, and he seems so happy when we're doing... well, when we're doing these things. *He fidgets with the hem of his white shirt, a nervous habit.* A-and I don't want him to be mad at me. *he sniffs, looking at the floor*

Helen and Harid

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