Floating Islands: SSS Gacha Lord

Mira sat quietly at her desk, pulling out a handkerchief to dab her face as discreetly as she could. Her shoulders were tense, her gaze fixed downward.

Atlas, seated just ahead of her, could feel the storm of frustration boiling inside him. His fists were clenched so tightly his knuckles had turned white.

Damn it... this is her past, isn’t it?

The realization only added to his frustration. He couldn’t intervene, couldn’t change anything. He could only watch.

And this, this was only the beginning. The very opening of her memories was already steeped in pain and pressure. It started with her damn parents, people who should’ve protected her. Instead, they burdened her with expectations and left her to face everything alone.

Then came the bullying, delivered by the very classmates who should have been her peers. And for what?

Was it because she was too good in class? Because they were jealous of her?

Damn it! He’d seen this kind of cruelty before in his own world. But watching it unfold in front of him now, happening to someone he knew, someone he cared about. It hit entirely differently.

A few moments later, another student entered the classroom. This one was also a beastkin, sporting wavy blonde hair and a pair of perked-up ears.

What kind of ears are those? A wolf?

It was a wolf girl, and an undeniably cute one at that.

"Hey, Fenra’s here!" someone called out.