Shock and confusion were written all over Keith's face in various shades."Dr. Margaret, what do you think you're doing?" he exclaimed, his voice echoing off the walls. "He's Blue-Class! You should be kicking him out, not just telling him to sit wherever he wants!"Dr. Margaret felt another bead of sweat trickle down her temple.Deep down, she knew Keith was right. Under normal circumstances, she would have thrown Arthur out without a second thought. The red chairs were reserved for Red-Class students. That was just the way things worked.But the warning from this morning echoed in her mind like a funeral bell. If Arthur truly was the Golden Student and she offended him, her career would be over.Just the thought of it was enough to scare her stiff.At last, she swallowed her pride."It doesn't matter," she said firmly. "If Arthur can only learn effectively by sitting at the front, then it's fine. They're just chairs, after all." She turned to Arthur, forcing a smile. "Isn't that ri

The last lecture period at Royal Elite Academy concluded without any further incidents. When the clock finally struck the hour, Arthur packed his notebook and walked out of the lecture hall. As soon as he left, the Blue-Class students behind him burst into excited chatter. Outside, the afternoon sun shone brightly over the academy grounds. Arthur walked down the steps of the main building, hands tucked into his pockets, making his way to the pickup zone where Jamie had agreed to meet him. Just then, Jamie's sleek black Audi S8 glided to a stop near the steps of the academy. The chauffeur opened the rear door, and Jamie stepped out, still dressed in his Red-Class uniform. "Master Arthur," Jamie said, bowing slightly. "How was your day?" Arthur walked up to the car, a faint smile tugging at his lips. "It went well." Jamie raised an eyebrow. "Are you sure? You didn't have any problems with your first time in class, right?" "Well," Arthur faked a thoughtful look. "So, there was thi

Roseline shifted uneasily in her chair, unsettled by what Reiner was doing. Her fingers tightened around the armrest. "Now, hold on, Reiner," she said sharply. "There's no need for violence. We're not barbarians." Reiner's head snapped toward her, his eyes flashing behind his spectacles. "Let me do my job," he shouted. "Brutes like this only understand violence. I'm speaking to him in the language he can understand." Roseline's jaw tightened, but she said nothing more. Several council members shared uneasy glances. This wasn't how hearings were supposed to go. They acted as rulers, not as thugs. Yet, no one dared to challenge Reiner. Reiner stepped closer, looming over Arthur. "The Blackwell family is among the founders of this academy," Reiner said coldly. "Anomalies like you don't belong here. I won't allow pests like you to infect the order we've established." He turned and walked back toward the platform, his voice carrying across the chamber. "You're expelled, Arthur Moor

Roseline stood quietly in the corridor outside the private elevator that ascended to the 100th floor.Two security guards stood on each side of the elevator doors, their postures stiff and their faces expressionless. They had been standing there forever while she waited for someone to acknowledge her presence.Roseline checked the time on her phone. It's been twenty minutes since she asked the golden student for access to the 100th floor. And yet, no response has come through. For the first time in a long while, she stood outside a door that refused to open for her. Her patience was beginning to wear thin.She was Roseline Zenith. President of the Student Council. Heir to one of the Five Founding Families.Nobody dares to make her wait.At last, the elevator doors slid open. A guard stepped forward from inside and approached her."Miss Zenith," the guard said, respectfully. "the Golden Student has declined your request. He won't be receiving visitors tonight."Roseline's mouth fell

Andrew's eyes followed Mary Jane's gaze. He studied the boy in the blue blazer before turning his gaze back to Mary Jane. "Wait a minute," he said, furrowing his brow. "That's the dude you dumped to be with me?" Mary Jane's face flushed. "Yes, but... I don't understand. He shouldn't be here. How is he here?" The Red-Class student following them leaned in eagerly. "Boss, that's the Blue-Class student I was telling you about. Arthur Moore. He's the reason Reiner is no longer Vice President. He's been stirring up trouble ever since he showed up." The boredom in Andrew's eyes vanished, replaced by a spark of amusement. He raised his voice. "Hey you! Arthur Moore!" Arthur and Jamie stopped walking. Jamie turned first. The moment he saw who it was, his entire body stiffened and his face went pale. "Oh no," Jamie whispered. "Oh no, no, no." Arthur turned around slowly. His gaze swept past Andrew's delinquent dressing and landed on the woman standing beside him. Mary Jane. For jus