Several days had passed since the ceremony where Elian had announced our tournament win and changed the rankings.
The initial chaos had died down, replaced by the harsh reality of school life. Today was supposed to be normal. I had planned to stay quiet, enjoy the day, and do nothing.
Instead, my brain decided to take the day off, and I completely forgot that today was the final deadline for submitting those damn elective forms.
Of course, Morgana had reminded us.
In fact, during our combat class this morning, she hit me harder than usual — because I walked into her class without the paperwork done. The only good thing was that Roan had made the same mistake.
So we both got dragged across the training hall until our uniforms were covered in dust and our pride was gone.
"Pick your electives wisely," Morgana had snarled, slapping the sheets against my face. "If you pick useless classes, you will end up on a useless team."
