Graduation was finally coming.
Preparations had already started, and you could feel it in the way people talked, the way groups gathered more often than usual, and even in the subtle excitement that lingered in the air. Conversations that used to revolve around training or rankings were now slowly being replaced with talks about the future. About becoming magic knights. About what came next.
A lot of cadets were clearly thrilled.
Especially those who had been stuck in the silver and bronze classes before everything in the academy changed. For them, this was more than just graduation. It felt like a second chance, something they probably thought they'd never get. You could see it in their faces, in the way they carried themselves. There was pride there, and relief too.
On the other hand, the ones from the gold class didn't exactly share that same level of excitement. Well, some of them.
It wasn't hard to understand why.
