Breathing heavily, Daichi finally arrived at the top of the stairs. His face was glistening with sweat and he used his sleeve to wipe it off his forehead. Each year he had difficulty walking the stairs for the first time but he knew that would be over in a few days.

But..seriously..couldn't they make an elevator in the school or something?

Probably not. The Slytherin walked up to the door of the office and knocked on it rapidly before he turned around and sat down on one of the comfortable chairs. Grabbing a magazine he lazily flipped the pages as he looked at the pictures with his legs crossed.