Amidst the celebrations and toasts honoring Jonah, the man in question was anything but calm. He looked at the person who gave him the cores and asked him for this favor.
"Alexie, I know you don't like attention. However, too much attention to myself will make me a target!" Jonah's heart was filled with worries.
Lately, he hasn't been able to sleep at night because he kept training. He was always waiting for the day that people knew he was a sham, nothing more than an impostor.
"Jonah," Alexie turned to him, confident just like Jonah had always known him. "The moment that you ranked first on the second exam; you have already become a target."
"But now, the Nightfall dorm will target me directly." Jonah paced around the balcony, refusing to stay still. The sound of music rang in their ear, but their mood was anything but joyful.
