A couple of days had passed since the party, but news of what had transpired during the party spread throughout the whole academy like wildfire.
It was to the point that pretty much everyone knew what had happened.
Currently, I was laying on my bed staring at the white ceiling of my room. Lost in my own thoughts.
I thought that since I didn't directly participate in the main plotline of the story that the future wouldn't change.
I thought I had full control of my memories, so I decided to take advantage of them and help myself to some of the benefits whilst also trying to not affect the plotline.
But I was wrong...no matter how small the change was, once it began...there was no stopping it.
It suddenly hit me.
One little change could cause massive changes to the whole story. It was like a domino chain.
Regardless of how small the force was, once the first domino fell, like a chain reaction all the dominos fell apart.
I was naive, no! I was arrogant.
