I said no! Do you want to hear it in spanish? Noh (2)

The class F room that was once overfilled with students now turned into silence.

Desks sat abandoned. The usual whispers and chaos? All gone.

Everything stood there was silence.

Desks sat abandoned with their owners mercilessly wiped out by the succession ceremony.

It was a brutal check of reality.

97% failed.

And only four students remained.

Did that bother Varden?

Not even a little.

While others drowned in their failures, he remained surviving.

People called F-Class the graveyard of incompetence, a pit where students went to rot.

But honestly?

With Professor Sean's clear, structured teaching, the lessons felt almost insultingly simple compared to the tangled mess in the textbooks.

Varden had no complaints. No worries.

Life is good.

Well—

Except for one thing.

"Ksksksksksksksksks—"