Marcus's face contorted with bitter recognition as Professor Jonathan approached. This wasn't their first encounter—in his previous life, Jonathan had been a persistent thorn in his side, working tirelessly behind the scenes to make his academy experience miserable, all because he committed the unforgivable sin of being born a commoner.
Things are getting complicated, Marcus thought, the weight of history pressing down on him. Although the seniors were clearly the aggressors, harassing Adelaide and Meihua, he knew he'd made a tactical error by drawing his weapon. Even in self-defense, such actions on academy grounds were forbidden. And who would listen to his side of the story? The word of a commoner against nobles? In this world of rigid hierarchies, he already knew the verdict.
