Kyle stepped out of the instructor's quarters, the crisp morning air hitting his face.
It was early... Too early.
The sky was a soft pale blue, and the sun was still rising over the tall towers of Solvayne Academy, casting long shadows across the stone paths.
"Just get through today," he muttered under his breath.
The academy grounds were already full of students.
Some were walking fast, flipping through flashcards or reading notes while bumping into each other.
Others stood in small groups. Muttering answers and trying to explain theories to one another.
A few looked like they hadn't slept at all. Hair messy, uniforms wrinkled, faces pale with stress.
Kyle shoved his hands into his coat pockets. His fingers touched something soft and crinkled. He pulled it out and looked at the small paper.
It was Seraphina's messy handwriting.
"Good luck! Don't fail or I'll haunt you. <3"
Kyle let out a sigh and shook his head. Stuffing it back into his pocket.
