The morning had started like any other.
Kai and the rest of the Elite Five had woken up groggy, rubbing their eyes as they shuffled to the breakfast buffet still clad in their mismatched pajamas.
Some wore simple shirts and shorts, others—like Max—were still wearing cartoon-printed pants that he swore were just 'comfortable' and nothing else.
None of them were prepared for what greeted them.
The moment they entered the hall, Kai froze mid-step. His eyes widened slightly as he scanned the room.
What should have been the usual calm and quiet breakfast setup was now bustling with noise, bodies moving in every direction. The buffet line was packed, chairs scraped against the floors, and voices in a mixture of foreign languages.
"What the…" Jimmy muttered under his breath, mouth hanging open.
