Feyi stepped into the room slowly, almost cautiously, as though the space might disappear if he moved too quickly. The door closed behind him with a soft click, sealing him inside the quiet.
For a moment he simply stood there.
His shoulders were heavy with exhaustion, and his eyes were dull from days of strain. The room around him was calm and orderly, but he barely noticed any of it.
A small window let in the soft glow of evening light. A wooden desk stood neatly beside the wall with a stack of blank notebooks placed carefully on top. There was a wardrobe beside it, polished and clean.
But none of those things mattered to him.
The bed did.
The bed looked unbelievably soft.
Feyi stared at it for a few seconds. His mind barely processed the thought that this room had been given to him. His body had already made its decision.
He walked toward the bed.
His steps were slow at first, almost unsure. Then his pace quickened slightly, like someone afraid the opportunity might disappear if he waited too long.
He didn't inspect the desk.
He didn't check the wardrobe.
He didn't even take a second to look out the window.
The bed was all that mattered.
The moment he reached it, he collapsed onto it without hesitation.
The mattress sank gently beneath him, and the softness spread across his body like warmth flowing through tired muscles. The blanket was clean and comfortable. The pillow was softer than anything he had touched in a very long time.
For the first time in what felt like ages, his body completely relaxed.
A slow breath escaped his chest.
His mind didn't even try to think about anything else. The academy, the journey, the strange events that brought him here — none of it mattered right now.
His eyes closed almost immediately.
Within seconds, Feyi fell into a deep sleep.
He didn't spend a single moment admiring the room.
He didn't even think about tomorrow.
He simply slept.
Morning arrived quietly.
Soft sunlight slipped through the curtains and stretched slowly across the room, spreading across the wooden floor before reaching the bed.
Feyi stirred.
At first he didn't move. His mind floated between sleep and waking, confused by the unfamiliar comfort around him. The mattress beneath him was soft. The blanket was warm.
His body wasn't cold.
That alone felt strange.
Slowly, his eyes opened.
For a moment he stared at the ceiling in silence.
Then the memories returned.
The academy.
The journey.
Aurelian.
Feyi sat up suddenly, the blanket sliding down to his lap. His hair was slightly messy from sleep, and his face carried the calm expression of someone who had finally rested after a long period of exhaustion.
He stretched his arms slightly.
"How long did I sleep…?" he muttered to himself.
Just then, there was a gentle knock on the door.
Feyi blinked.
"Come in," he said.
The door opened slowly.
Aurelian stepped inside.
He looked exactly the same as the day before — calm, composed, and carrying a quiet confidence. His silver hair reflected the morning light faintly, and in one hand he held a small glowing tablet filled with information.
He looked at Feyi for a moment, studying him.
"Well," Aurelian said calmly, "you look much better."
Feyi rubbed his eyes slightly.
"I slept longer than I expected."
Aurelian raised an eyebrow.
"You slept for twelve hours."
Feyi paused.
"Twelve?"
"Yes."
Aurelian stepped further into the room and leaned lightly against the wall.
"To be honest," he continued, "I expected that."
Feyi frowned slightly.
"You did?"
"You looked like someone who hadn't had proper rest in weeks."
Feyi didn't argue with that.
Instead he swung his legs off the bed and sat upright.
"I guess I needed it."
Aurelian nodded slightly.
"Yes. And now that you're awake, we should discuss your class."
Feyi looked up immediately.
"My class?"
"Yes."
Aurelian tapped the tablet in his hand, and the glowing text shifted.
"The academy has several divisions," he explained. "Students are placed into different classes depending on their abilities, potential, and certain… unusual traits."
Feyi tilted his head.
"So you've already decided where I go?"
Aurelian gave a small smile.
"It wasn't only my decision."
Feyi crossed his arms slightly.
"So which class?"
Aurelian glanced at the tablet again.
"You've been assigned to Class Nine."
Feyi blinked.
"Class Nine?"
"Yes."
"That doesn't sound very impressive."
Aurelian chuckled quietly.
"That's because you don't understand the system yet."
Feyi leaned back slightly on the bed.
"Then explain it."
"Class numbers aren't rankings," Aurelian said. "They're categories."
"For what?"
"For specialized groups."
Feyi narrowed his eyes.
"What kind of group is Class Nine?"
Aurelian looked directly at him.
"Anomalies."
Feyi stared.
"Anomalies?"
"Yes."
Aurelian placed the tablet on the desk.
"Students who don't fit normal classifications. People whose abilities, backgrounds, or potential make them… unpredictable."
Feyi leaned forward slightly.
"So basically strange people."
"Extraordinary people," Aurelian corrected.
"That's a polite way of saying strange."
"Sometimes the two are the same."
Feyi thought about that for a moment.
"And you think I belong there?"
Aurelian answered without hesitation.
"I know you do."
There was something about the way he said it that made Feyi pause.
"What exactly happens in this class?" Feyi asked.
"Training," Aurelian replied. "Research. Occasionally survival."
Feyi frowned.
"Survival?"
"You'll understand soon enough."
That answer didn't make Feyi feel particularly comfortable.
He ran a hand through his hair and stood up.
"So when do I start?"
Aurelian checked the tablet again.
"In about twenty minutes."
Feyi blinked.
"Twenty minutes?"
"Yes."
"That doesn't sound like much time."
"You only need to get dressed."
Feyi finally looked around the room properly for the first time since waking.
Now he noticed the details he had ignored the night before.
The desk.
The window.
The wardrobe.
He walked over to the wardrobe and opened it.
Inside were several neatly arranged uniforms.
Feyi raised an eyebrow.
"These were already prepared?"
"Of course," Aurelian said. "The academy plans ahead."
Feyi pulled one out.
The uniform was dark and well-designed, with thin silver lines running along the sleeves and collar.
"Not bad," he muttered.
Aurelian watched calmly.
"You're surprisingly relaxed."
"Should I be worried?"
"That depends."
"On what?"
"On your classmates."
Feyi smirked slightly.
"I've handled difficult people before."
Aurelian gave a small amused look.
"You say that now."
Feyi finished getting dressed and adjusted the collar slightly.
"How do I look?"
"Like a student."
"I was hoping for something more impressive."
"Survive the first week."
Feyi laughed quietly.
"So where is this mysterious Class Nine?"
Aurelian picked up the tablet again and walked toward the door.
"Follow me."
Feyi grabbed one of the notebooks from the desk before stepping out into the hallway.
The academy was already busy.
Students moved in groups, talking and laughing as they headed to their classes. The entire building felt alive.
Feyi immediately noticed something unusual.
Many of the students were… different.
Some had glowing patterns on their skin.
Others had strange eye colors — silver, violet, even bright gold.
One student walked past them while several books floated beside his head.
Feyi stared.
"Alright," he muttered.
Aurelian glanced back at him.
"First day shock?"
"A little."
"You'll get used to it."
They walked through several corridors, turning into quieter parts of the building where fewer students passed.
Eventually they stopped in front of a door with a small silver symbol engraved on it.
Aurelian looked back at him.
"This is it."
Feyi studied the door.
"Class Nine?"
"Yes."
He hesitated slightly.
"What kind of people are in there?"
Aurelian smiled faintly.
"Your future problems."
Feyi sighed.
"That doesn't sound reassuring."
Aurelian stepped aside and gestured toward the door.
"Well?"
Feyi took a slow breath.
Then he pushed the door open.
Inside, several students were already seated.
The moment he stepped in, every single one of them looked up.
The room went completely silent.
Feyi stood there for a second, suddenly very aware that he had everyone's attention.
One student with bright red hair leaned back in his chair and grinned.
"Well," the student said casually, "looks like the new anomaly finally showed up."
Feyi stepped fully into the classroom.
Somehow, he had the feeling that his peaceful night of sleep had been the last quiet moment he would have for a very long time.