The classroom was quiet except for the faint hum of Emilia's voice as she went over the leftover parts of the previous class on mana theory. My head felt heavy, and I yawned, trying to shake off the drowsiness that clung to like a second skin.
The reason for my current state of exhaustion was sitting right next to . Reed, as usual, had gone completely wild last night, dragging around and ranting about all sorts of ani, manhwa, and random stuff.
At first, it was fun. I an, who doesn't enjoy a good story now and then? But I got carried away. I might not be a full-blown Chunni like Reed, but I do love a good novel, and before I knew it, I was so absorbed that I lost track of ti. By the ti I realized what was happening, it was already morning, and I had no choice but to drag myself to class with barely any sleep.
Reed, on the other hand, looked fresh as ever. Sohow, he was sitting there playing a shooting ga on his tablet like he didn't need sleep at all. anwhile, I was struggling to stay conscious.
Emilia's voice continued to drift through the room, but I couldn't focus. My thoughts wandered as I fought to keep my eyes open.
I needed sothing to wake up, sothing to keep my mind from slipping away completely. I started thinking about the things I needed to do.
Money.
That was the first thing that ca to mind. My bank account was dangerously low, and if I wanted to stick to my plan of using guns, I'd need a lot more than I currently had. I'd also have to find soone skilled enough to craft custom guns and bullets for .
And then there was training. My spectral eyes still needed work if I wanted to use them properly, and that wasn't going to be easy. On top of all that, the ga club had so kind of event coming up, and I couldn't afford to slack off there either.
"Lukas, are you listening?"
Emilia's sharp voice snapped back to reality. I straightened up, trying to look like I had been paying attention the whole ti.
"Lukas, stand up!"
I scrambled to my feet, trying to appear composed even though my legs felt like jelly. Suddenly, I could feel the weight of every gaze in the room on .
My eyes shifted to the side, and what I saw nearly made stumble. Reed, who had been glued to his ga just monts ago, was now scribbling notes like a model student.
What the hell was going on?
I could hear faint whispers around . Ashton, sitting up front, glanced at with a confused look. Roderick was murmuring sothing to the person next to him. And then there was Freya. She gave a quick, disdainful glance before snorting as if to say, You totally deserve this.
Emilia walked toward , her sharp gaze making my spine stiffen. She crossed her arms, her tone icy as she asked, "Where were you looking when I was teaching?"
"I...I..." I stamred, unable to co up with a proper excuse.
"I wasn't paying attention, right?" Emilia cut off, her lips curving into a faint smirk as she adjusted her glasses.
Pfft!
The sound of stifled laughter erupted around . I could even hear soone mutter, "As expected from the last ranker" while others chuckled under their breaths.
"Silence!" Emilia's voice cracked through the room like a whip, making everyone shrink in their seats.
I internally groaned. Why was I so unlucky in her class? This was the third ti she'd caught in an embarrassing situation.
"You don't pay attention in class. You co late, don't study, don't try to do the work, and rank at the bottom. So why are you here?" Her words carried a mixture of annoyance and genuine disappointnt.
"Sorry, miss, but I disagree," I said, trying to salvage my pride. Thinking quickly, I added, "I'm just tired because I was awake all night to finish the assignnt."
The mont the word "assignnt" left my mouth, the room went dead silent. Many gasped in shock and bewildernt.
I swear I could even hear soone's sweat drop hitting the desk.
A grin spread across my face.
Hmm, serve you right for laughing at earlier.
Emilia raised an eyebrow, clearly intrigued. "I had forgotten about that. Thanks for reminding . But can you do it?"
"Of course, I can," I replied confidently, puffing out my chest slightly.
She snapped her fingers, and a thin thread of mana materialized in front of . I instinctively grabbed it, trying not to show my surprise.
"Then show ," she said with a calm but challenging tone.
Taking a deep breath, I focused on the thread, channeling my mana carefully. Slowly, I traced the thread's entire length, making sure not to let the mana scatter.
"Good," Emilia nodded, a hint of approval flashing in her eyes. "Now, can you trace an entire ball of thread?"
"I might not be able to," I admitted honestly, lowering my gaze.
"Hmm. Focus more on class. Practicing is good, but make sure to get proper rest," she said, her voice softening slightly.
"Yes, ma'am," I replied, nodding earnestly.
Then, Emilia turned to the rest of the class, her expression shifting into a mischievous smile that sent a chill down everyone's spine.
"Now, everyone line up and let see your progress," she said, her voice laced with authority.
Groans and protests erupted around . I caught bits of grumbling like, "Seriously, Lukas?" and "Why does she always pick on us after him?"
A few students even shot dirty looks, one or two flipping off from behind their books.
I shrugged it off. Just because a dog barks doesn't an you should bark back, I thought with a smirk, standing tall as the chaos unfolded around .
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