Isekai No Gakusei: Students From Another World
Memory of a Photo

Geck, tok, tok...

"Please come in" said a man.

Door opens. A woman came in and bowed her body. It was Ravenna.

"For a long time" Ravenna told the man in front of her who appeared to be busy with his chemical equipment.

Hearing a familiar voice in his ear, the man turned around. His eyes instantly caught Ravenna's gaze. Although they were old friends, he did not show any happy faces when he saw them. Just a cold flat look. Stares like a dead man.

"What do you want?" He asked briefly before turning back to his equipment.

"You're still the same as you used to be, yeah. Don't you want to be a little nostalgic about our old days?"

"I never even spoke to you. And you know come with a familiar snob" he said without turning his head.

"At least we've met once at graduation."

"Yes. When I sit alone in the corner of the room, when you drink together under a light that is as bright as your personality." His tone increasingly showed a disturbed tone. "That's it. Get to the point."

"I need your help" said Ravenna. His tone that sounded like a joke, immediately turned serious.

That guy doesn't talk much. At first glance he seems not interested in Ravenna's conversation. But actually he listened from behind the silence.

Ravenna who already knew her nature, continued her words. "Please help us make an antidote for a cursed disease!"

When he heard that, this time he was completely silent. His hand that was still holding the beaker stopped. He was silent as a rock. At that time Ravenna could immediately know that she had not listened to his request anymore.

"I can't. Get out of here" he replied briefly.

"Why?" reply Ravenna.

"I don't want to deal with that anymore." He continued to work on his chemical equipment.

Ravenna's approaching. "Please. It concerns the safety of one country— does not. It's about the safety of the world."

"Then what should I do?" reply the man cetus. "It is impossible to invent the antidote. The disease is the ultimate evolutionary form of the weapon that wipes out mankind."

Crash! With a single swipe, the man pushed all his equipment on the table until it fell to the floor. Chemical liquids splattered and broken glass filled the carpet.

This surprised Ravenna. He was silent there watching his old friend breathing heavily with a traumatized expression filling his face.

"I-Iwan..." Ravenna spoke her name anxiously.

"Well,." said Iwan in a weak tone. Even such a small sentence will have a big impact if it is spoken after what it does.

Ravenna shook her eyes at the serious and cold expression on Iwan's face. He can't keep forcing her. It will only make him stay away from her.

Ravenna was silent for a moment, and finally decided to leave. But when he was about to turn around, he suddenly saw something on the table Iwan. One thing that does not even come with him when eaten by anger.

A photo of a boy wearing strange clothes. Clothes that Ravenna had never seen before. Or not so.

"The clothes..." Ravenna drew closer to the photo, ignoring Iwan who was still silent in silence.

He lifted the photo and looked at it carefully. Only then did he realize something. A dress with long sleeves and long pants. Like covered sports clothes. The clothes he had only seen once in this world.

"This strange outfit... resembled his clothes—" When he came to his senses with what he saw, he immediately turned to look at Iwan. "Iwan, where did you get this photo?"

Iwan raised his face, then looked at the photo that Ravenna was holding.

"That's my picture. When I was a kid."

Suddenly, only one thing suddenly came to Ravenna's mind. I don't know what he was thinking at the time, he spontaneously pulled out what was in his head.

"Have you come from another world?"

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