Mr. Harrison, The Wind Element

Stefan walked to class with a lighter step that morning. The crisp, cool air offered a moment of peace—something he hadn't felt since the anxiety took hold the night before. Tomorrow, his training would begin. But today… today still felt almost normal.

When he stepped into the classroom, the vibe was relaxed. A few students were already chatting, some glued to their devices, probably prepping for the day's lesson. It could've been any ordinary morning—except Stefan knew better.

His eyes immediately caught a few familiar faces. In the corner, there was Rey—his old friend from the park—laughing with a group of newcomers. From the look of it, they'd already started their Coder training.

Then, on the other side of the room, he saw her. Laura—quiet, focused, scribbling something in her notebook. Laura had always been bold and full of ideas, even when they were kids. Next to her sat Daniel, buried in his screen as usual, probably reading something about the latest Coder tech theories.

The three of them used to be inseparable—back when life was simpler. Before the world turned into… whatever this was now.

With a small smile tugging at his lips, Stefan walked over. Rey spotted him first and immediately perked up.

"Yo, Stefan!" he called out, loud enough that a few heads turned. "You finally made it! Thought you were gonna show up late like always!"

Stefan chuckled, sliding into the seat beside him. "Guess it's time I officially jumped into the Coder world," he said, trying to sound relaxed, even though a storm still swirled inside him.

From another corner of the class, Tom—who was sitting near Cath—spoke up, his tone serious. "We may have awakened our elements, but training isn't just about power. It's about control. One mistake, and this stuff can get dangerous. Fast."

Stefan nodded silently, his fingers tightening around the edge of the desk. He didn't want to think about what "dangerous" might look like. "Let's hope it goes smoothly," he said quietly.

Today was more than just a lesson—it was their first real test. A hands-on assessment in the school's combat arena to see how well they could wield their elements now that their awakenings were complete. Stefan felt a bit more prepared… but there was still that nagging feeling in his chest. Something he couldn't quite put into words.

A sudden hush fell over the room.

"Alright, everyone," came a calm, commanding voice from the front. Mr. Harrison had arrived. "Today marks the beginning of your active training. You'll be tested in the arena—learning not only how to summon your elements but also to understand the code that powers them."

He paused, letting the silence stretch.

"Elements aren't just fire, water, earth, or lightning. They're a result of complex encryption processes embedded deep within your bodies. The code is alive… and today, you're going to learn how to call it out."

There wasn't a single whisper in the room now. Every pair of eyes was locked onto Mr. Harrison.

"Step one: Synchronization," he continued. "Close your eyes. Focus inward. Feel the encrypted code flowing through your system. You can't see it—but you can sense it. When that connection forms… summon your element."

Then, right before their eyes, the air around Mr. Harrison shifted.

He closed his eyes, breathing slowly—and then, his body began to glow. A soft, radiant white light surrounded him. It wasn't harsh—it was calm, pure. And then... the light started to change.

Lines of code—glowing, digital glyphs—appeared in the air, swirling around him like rings of data. They spun rapidly, syncing with the energy coming from within him. The room was breathless.

Then—WHOOSH!

The white light transformed into a gentle green hue. Wind burst outward from his body, sending a ripple through the room. His cloak flared out behind him as dry leaves on the floor swirled up into the air, dancing in little vortexes.

"This…" he said, eyes still closed, "is the Wind Element."

With a barely-there motion, he lifted his right hand, palm facing upward.

The swirling wind immediately responded, gathering at his palm. The green light condensed, narrowed, then sharpened—until a single, shimmering arrow formed above his hand. It was made entirely of wind—yet dense and focused, vibrating with raw power.

"And this," he said softly, though every student heard him clearly, "is the advanced form of your element. Once you've mastered the call… this is what you build."

The arrow floated perfectly still in front of his hand, humming with energy. Not just a trick—but a weapon. A creation of control, skill, and synchronization.

Every student stared, wide-eyed. This was what they were aiming for.

Stefan, watching closely, felt something stir deep inside him. Fire in his left. Lightning in his right. Something beyond the normal codes. And yet… this was just the beginning.