Chapter: The Weapon Selection
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The soft hum of sunlight trickling through the dormitory window roused Adam from his sleep.
As he blinked away the remnants of slumber, his gaze fell on the quiet determination in Lily's eyes.
She had already prepared herself for the day ahead, her demeanor reflecting a subtle resilience that seemed to challenge the world's indifference.
"Come on, Adam," she urged, her tone brisk yet patient. "The day won't wait for us."
He nodded, steeling himself for another encounter with the nobles and royals in their class who never missed an opportunity to remind them of their outsider status.
As they entered the classroom, the air felt as cold and aloof as ever. The seats were occupied by impeccably dressed noble and royal children, their postures exuding a natural air of superiority. Conversations hushed as Adam and Lily walked in, but not out of respect — they were simply being ignored.
