[Imperial Academy - Class A Lecture Hall]
The morning of the closing ceremony was supposed to be peaceful.
Instructor Samantha stood at the podium, holding a thick stack of freshly stamped parchment. The sweltering summer heat was kept at bay by the classroom's cooling crystals, but the tension in the room was suddenly stifling.
"Cadets who applied to form or join clubs, there will be a brief orientation in the staff room before the closing ceremony officially begins," Samantha announced, her sharp eyes scanning the room. "Come down as your names are called."
She looked down at the top sheet of paper, paused, and let out a rare, genuinely amused huff.
"And… Cadet Lucien. Since you submitted an application to found a new club yesterday afternoon, you're up first. Follow me to the staff room."
I blinked.
It actually worked? The administration approved the hastily scribbled application Clara and I threw together yesterday?
