It was Sunday.
The half-yearly exams were only six weeks away.
Some Cadets were panicking about the practicals, while many were quietly dreading the theory papers.
After all, most of them could fight. Give them a sword, and they would happily battle harrowing monstrosities.
But make them sit through a three-hour written exam? Now that was actual hell.
To make matters worse, the study syllabus for the Awakened wasn't just different from what mundane students had — it was leagues harder.
While normal children their age were still wrangling Newton's Laws, these poor souls were racking their brains over quantum field theory and portal science.
And that was just for the physics unit!
Truly, academy life was a struggle.
Whoever said that the Awakened had it easy clearly never met one.
People thought that all Cadets ever did was train, fight Spirit Beasts, and go on flashy adventures.
That was the fantasy. The reality was homework. Endless, soul-crushing homework.
