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A bright new day arrived, the bright sunlight slowly creeping through the window of a certain teenage dormitory. Loud continuous groans reverberated throughout the room, loud enough to wake up a teenage student from a deep and lovely dream world.
"Ahh... so hungry," Cain moaned, lifting up his duvet as his stomach continued to protest.
Walking slowly into the bathroom felt like a long journey. It was a difficult mission for an extremely hungry teenager.
His muscle memory kept his body on autopilot. Slow but steady, Cain refreshed himself, scrubbing out some laziness and the remaining sleepiness.
He dressed in a tight academy uniform – black in color with a white artistic design, and the main branch symbol on the left shoulder. It was strong enough to serve as both a uniform and a battle suit. The academy has a very unique taste when it comes to its buildings, uniforms, and whatnot.
