The fifth day of the week began quietly for Noah.
Breakfast in the Gold-tier cafeteria had been simple. Just bread, eggs, and a steaming mug of bitter tea.
He could've gotten more, but the allure of the Gold-tier cafeteria had long since faded. He was now used to the abundance.
He ate his meal in silence, ignoring the sideways glances that never seemed to end these days. By the time he pushed his tray aside, the day's true purpose was already the only thing on his mind.
Today was the first day of personal instruction with the rest of his team under Professor Cecilia.
He rose, fastened his cloak, and left the cafeteria. The academy grounds were still damp from the week's perpetual rain, the flagstones slick with dew, and the morning air chilly in his lungs.
He passed other students on their way to their own destinations, some chatting loudly, some yawning, but very few going where he was.
