As Leo entered, he saw that the classroom was spacious. Directly in front of him, three large windows allowed the bright morning sun to flood the room. Being so high up, it was clear they were well above the ground floor. The flooring was polished wood, contrasting with the clean white ceiling.

  There were three rows of desks, each row containing five units. The desks were long, connected to benches that could easily seat three students, yet only four students were present in the entire room.

  All students there was young there age should be around fourteen or fifteen.

  In the first row, at the desk closest to the door, sat a boy with messy red hair that brushed against his neck. He had blonde eyes and was intently reading a book.

  In the middle row sat a boy with bright, layered blonde hair and long bangs covering one side of his face. His ears tapered into sharp, distinct points at the tips. It was a clear giveaway—that elegant, spiky silhouette proved he wasn't human, but of elven blood. His light blue eyes sparkled as he looked up. The moment he saw Leo and the Principal, a wide smile broke across his face as if he had finally been rescued from terminal boredom.

  In the third row sat two girls. The one in the front desk had light blonde hair styled with various small braids and a small ponytail secured by a black ribbon. When she saw the men enter, she puckered her lips and let out a soft, playful whistle. Behind her sat a girl with orange hair tied into four long braids. She seemed much shyer; as soon as the Principal appeared, she sat up straight, trying her best to remain disciplined.

  Gabriel stepped toward the front of the room, stopping beside a white board with a brown border. "Students, this is your new teacher. He will be your magic class teacher.

  He turned back to Leo and says "Mr. Leo, this is your class."

  Leo glanced around, surprised. 'Wait, only four students? I expected a crowd, but this is actually better for me.' He nodded toward Gabriel.

  "Sir Leo will conduct your first lesson immediately," Gabriel continued. "Maintain your discipline."

  "Yes, sir!" the four students replied in unison.

  "Very well," Gabriel said, glancing at Leo. "Your class begins now." With that, the Principal departed.

  Leo took a breath to speak, but the red-haired student beat him to it. "Hey, were you sent by King Aurelius?"

  Leo blinked. "Umm, yeah. Why?"

  The student simply looked away, his expression going blank. "Nothing."

  Leo shook off the odd interaction. "Okay, class! Before we start, I’d like to know your names."

  The blonde boy in the middle row stood up enthusiastically. "I'll introduce everyone, sir! My name is Xylo Fernatz." He pointed his finger toward the red-haired boy. "That’s Garen Rosias. He’s actually King Aurelius’s cousin."

  Leo’s eyes widened in shock. A cousin? Aurelius never mentioned having family here.

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  Xylo then pointed to the girls. First he aim at the girl who's hair were blonde "The one in front is Lilian Seril."

  Lilian waved her hand energetically. "Hey, sir!" Leo gave a nervous, sweaty smile and a small wave back. "Yeah... hey."

  Xylo then pointed to the girl with the braids and her hair were orange she was sitting behind the blonde hair girl.

  "And last but not least, she’s Amy... just Amy." Amy just closed her eyes and nodded slightly, too shy to speak.

  "Alright, let's start," Leo said, turning to the board. He reached for a marker in the corner tray, but then he froze. 'Wait... what am I supposed to teach them? I didn't plan a lesson!' He thought.

  "Umm, sir?" Xylo asked, tilting his head.

  "Oh, right! I need a textbook," Leo said quickly. "Does anyone have one?"

  Xylo scrambled to find a large brown book with golden concentric circles and magical runes on the cover. He handed it to Leo. Leo flipped through the pages, his heart sinking. 'Formulas? It's all magic's complex theory! How am I supposed to teach this?'

  He handed the book back to Xylo. "Listen, class, what did your last teacher cover?"

  "He taught us about the connection between magic and mana," Lilian answered.

  "Yeah," Garen interrupted, his voice dripping with boredom. "He taught us things we already knew."

  A heavy silence fell over the room. It was clear the students were frustrated with the repetitive curriculum.

  "In that case," Leo said, "how about I teach you how to convert mana into Aura?"

  Garen closed his eyes. "We already know how to do that."

  "Is that so?" Leo smiled, scratching the back of his head. "I know you know the basics, but I can teach you new methods to perform it. Faster, more efficient ways."

  Garen looked skeptical, but Xylo and Lilian lit up with excitement. Even Amy smiled.

  As the hours passed, the room filled with the orange glow of dusk. Leo had covered the board in drawings—stick figures with mana cores, diagrams of energy flow, and long explanations.

  "And that," Leo said, clapping his hands, "is how you manifest multiple auras at once. That's all for today."

  Garen was the first to leave, followed slowly by the others. "Goodbye, sir," they muttered. Their voices sounded hollow and exhausted.

  Leo’s smile faded as he watched them go. He realized that while they had been happy at the start, their expressions had turned flat by the end, as if they were repeating a cycle they were tired of. 'Maybe I was too boring?' With that thought of Leo. He left the plaza just as the sun was setting. Students were packing their bags to head home. As he walked, he was approached by three other teachers—one man with a black beard and two women with their hair in professional styles.

  "Hey!" the man said, laughing. "Are you the one teaching Class C-6 Alpha?"

  "Yes," Leo replied.

  The two women giggled, and the man clapped Leo on the shoulder. "Man, you’ve got guts. Let’s see how long you last in the Classroom of Prodigies." They walked away, leaving Leo confused.

  'Prodigies?' he thought. So that's why they were bored. 'Maybe I need to bring some new things for them'

  As he continued toward the exit, his heart nearly stopped. On his right, a girl was walking some distance away. She had long, silver hair that reached her waist.

  It was his sister. The sister who no longer remembered him because of the temporal disruptions.

  "Lia?" he whispered.

  Every instinct in his body screamed at him to run to her, to pull her into his arms and never let go. But he forced his feet to stay where they were.

  Deep down, he knew the truth. If he went to her now, chasing his own selfish longing, he would become nothing more than a curse that had fallen upon his own sister.

  He wanted to speak to her. He wanted to hear her voice again.

  He wanted to spend even a little more time with his dear sister.

  Yet he turned away.

  Step by step, he walked through the gate, leaving her behind—along with the feelings he buried in his heart—because he believed it was for her own good.

  He was closer to her than anyone, yet it felt as if the closer he came, the further away she drifted.

  As he reach the door and gone from that place. Outside, Lia stopped and looked back.

  "What's wrong, Lia?" her friend asked.

  Lia stared at the spot where Leo had been just a moment ago. "Nothing," she said softly, though she didn't look away immediately.