With only a week left until midterms, the classrooms in the academy fell silent.

The professors, well aware of the overwhelming scope of Soul Academy's exams, showed consideration by giving their students some breathing room. Of course, some professors continued their work, indifferent to the students' cries, but most were more considerate, aware that the students entering the academy would one day wield significant power.

Originally, during this time, I would have been locked in Joy’s room studying, half-willingly, half-forced. Joy, who always dedicated all her time to me even when there were classes, wouldn't have left me alone during …