History

"YOU, WHAT'S YOUR NAME!?"

I flinched at the booming voice of General Stormrage, who was pointing his finger directly at me. Every pair of eyes in the classroom turned towards me.

Shit.

I swallowed, forcing a neutral expression on my face as I stood up from my seat.

"Ash."

A tense silence settled over the room.

General Stormrage narrowed his eyes, scanning me from head to toe.

"Student Ash, replicat-"

BRRRRRRRR…

Suddenly, a sharp ringing sound echoed through the silent classroom. The General frowned, his eyes briefly flickering towards the source of the interruption.

It was his phone.

Clicking his tongue in irritation, he reached into his coat and pulled out the device. He checked the caller ID and let out a deep sigh.

"Tch. Class dismissed."

With a wave of his hand, he turned his back on us and answered the call, his voice already filled with restrained frustration.