The Worst Rascal of the Academy
Kyle Barque had been blind since birth. Things that were taken for granted by others were simply absent for him. He grew up in a noble household without a single material want, yet he could never truly be fulfilled. Naturally, as the years passed, he grew increasingly twisted.
And then, as time went on—the head of the Barque family sent his son to the academy. A special admission student in the Magic Department of Lumenhart Academy. He had thought that mingling with others might help him improve. It was a foolish judgment, entirely unsuited to the situation.
…It was the worst mistake of all.
“Oops, my bad. I can’t see where I’m going, you know.”
“Oh dear. Looks like I spilled my drink.”
“Are you alright? My cane seems to have a poor sense of direction.”
No one could easily push him around. He was blind, he was a noble, and above all, he was malicious. By the time a semester had passed like that, Kyle Barque had become the worst Rascal in the history of Lumenhart Academy.
"Damn it."
I never imagined that I would end up being him.