The moment he entered, a new wave of whispers filled the air.
"Theron is here!"
"Wow, there's a big difference between him and Viron."
"They're from the same family, yet Theron actually acts like a noble."
Viron, still eating, didn’t even look up. But he knew. The moment Theron entered, his mana signature was instantly recognizable.
Theron, escorted by two boys, walked slowly forward. His eyes briefly flickered toward Viron, who was seated just a few meters away. Seeing him was enough to ruin his already not-so-great mood.
They were the only two members of the Thunder family attending the royal academy.
Even though they had come here together, their relationship was anything but friendly. The tension between them was always present, simmering beneath the surface.
Since childhood, Theron had worked hard to be acknowledged by his older brother—the one he admires and looks up to.