Hunter Academy: Revenge of the Weakest

Chapter 956 220.2 - Protagonist, and heroines?

Emily stood just beyond the rows of bookshelves, her grip tightening unconsciously around the books in her arms. Her gaze had landed on him the moment she stepped in -Ethan, seated in the golden hush of the library beside a girl with quiet eyes and a calm presence.

Jane, she remembered her name vaguely. One of the upperclassmen. A senior, known for her composure and sharp analysis in both combat and theory.

They looked... close. Not overly so. But close enough.

Ethan leaned slightly toward her, their conversation low, unforced. There was an ease in the way he smiled, in the way Jane met his gaze and spoke to him with quiet familiarity. The kind of familiarity that didn't need to be spoken aloud. The kind that. built slowly, brick by brick, with time and trust and long conversations not everyone got to hear.

Emily's throat tightened.

"Ethan?" she managed, the name slipping out before she could stop it. Her voice was soft, barely a whisper, but it echoed through the silence like a stone dropped into still

water.

Both Ethan and Jane turned to look at her.

His eyes met hers-those hazel eyes she'd grown far too familiar with-and for a moment, everything else dimmed. Emily's heart skipped a beat.

To her... Ethan was more than just a friend. More than just the boy who had helped her when she needed it most.

He was a savior.

Back when her guild had been collapsing, when her father was overwhelmed and the walls were closing in, Ethan hadn't hesitated. He stepped in with his resources, his name, and more importantly-with his sincerity. He hadn't asked for anything in return. No favor. No public acknowledgment. He simply helped.

He had been there. Consistently. Warm, kind, and principled.