Axel lay still on the infirmary bed, staring at the white ceiling above him. The word month kept echoing in his head, refusing to settle.
Unbeknownst to him and Aurora, the world outside that room had kept moving. Classes resumed. Rumors spread and decisions were made in closed rooms by people who had power and time to twist events into whatever shape suited them best.
After Axel's unconventional victory against Luke Fern, the second-years had refused to call it a clean win. Drax Tan, in particular, had been quick to act.
From his perspective, a first-year Lumina defeating an Apex Firestarter made no sense. It went against the hierarchy and against the rules that kept the academy functioning. Against everything they believed about strength and order.
So Drax had labeled it what he thought it must be. A use of an Overdrive Serum.
