Chapter 10: The truth
The academy hallway echoed with the fading laughter of the Class C students, their mocking words lingering like a bitter fog.
Olivia stood frozen, her light brown, wavy bob trembling, her hazel eyes glistening with unshed tears.
Lor watched, his black hair falling over his hazel eyes.
The Class C students' revelation—that individual advancement to Class C and further was a lie, that only a class could escalate together—had shaken her, and he knew words could either calm or ignite her further.
"Hey," Lor said softly, stepping closer, his voice low. "You okay?"
Olivia's head snapped up, tears spilling down her cheeks as she glared at him, her voice sharp and broken.
"Are they right? Is it all a lie? The top scores, the chance to leave Class D—is it all just... fake?" Her fists clenched, her tight shirt straining as she took a shaky breath.
Lor hesitated, his Earth-born intellect racing but coming up empty. He honestly didn't know.
If Miss Silvia had lied about individual advancement, it could be a cruel deception—or a clever way to keep Class D from giving up.