The next day, Zen was lying on a bed; his eyes flickered before fully opening. He got up, proceeding to get his phone from the bedside table to check the current time.
While he checked the time, he noticed that he had received an email from the academy.
"It seems the results are up. I mean, it should be pretty obvious that I got assigned to A class." Zen stated as he threw the phone on the bed, not even checking the mail.
He then did all his morning routines, such as showering, eating, and so on.
As he was eating, he was also thinking about what field of study he should choose.
"With my score, I should be able to choose anything, right?" Zen mumbled to himself. "F*ck it, why don't I just go ahead and learn every single one? It should be possible with my photographic memory."
"The problem is, would the academy allow it? They would probably also question my decision to do so."
