Breakfast is the most important meal of the day.
Xiao would believe it religiously if the cafeteria isn't such a mess. Not that it's dirty or anything, but the fact that other students merely existing gives her a headache, especially when it's six in the morning. Monday morning. Monday morning of the ranking competition.
Boys are loudly bragging about their weapons, girls are staring holes into their chosen competitors, and Xiao is just trying to eat her ham sandwich in peace.
Everyone is dressed in their uniforms, but today is special because they're allowed to bring their own weapons. Most of the boys have swords strapped to their waist, and girls have their more diverse weapons of choice strapped to their back such as bows and arrows, double daggers, swords...
"Is that a pickaxe?" Yin squinted as one of the girl groups walked past them, and Xiao lifted her face up from her food to look at what her cousin is referring to.
