The Next Week – Royal Academy of Eldoria
The sun shone brightly over the towers of the Royal Academy, casting a golden glow on the courtyard where whispers and excited chatter filled the air.
Inside the grand classroom of the third division, Edward sat frozen in his seat, staring at the sealed envelope in his trembling hands. His name was written in elegant gold ink: President Edward Rhangabe.
He blinked twice.
"What...?" he muttered, still in disbelief.
Beside him, Charles leaned back in his chair, grinning broadly. "Calm down," he said, nudging Edward with his elbow. "We didn't expect this either, but hey—you became the President!"
Alaric, sitting nearby, burst into laughter. "You've got a ton of work ahead, Mr. President."
Before Edward could reply, the door swung open and several student council members entered in crisp uniforms, bows at the ready.
"President Edward!" they said in unison.
