Morning arrived swiftly, casting a soft glow over the academy grounds. Adam stepped out of his dormitory, his expression stoic yet alert.
Yesterday's confrontation had shaken the academy, creating ripples across social hierarchies.
As Adam walked, he noticed groups of students from diverse backgrounds leaving their dorms, though none dared to approach him.
His actions had drawn a clear line between him and the rest.
Adam's pace remained steady, his dark cloak billowing faintly as he crossed the pathway towards the academy grounds.
The morning air was crisp, and the atmosphere around him tense.
On reaching the academy's open courtyard, his gaze fell upon Lily, accompanied by the girl who had been with her yesterday.
Lily's expression was a mixture of frustration and annoyance as she approached Adam. "This is all your fault," she blurted, crossing her arms. "No one wants to talk to us anymore."
