Highschool of the Elite: The Architect of REALITY

The sterile white walls of the White Room reflected the harsh fluorescent lights, creating an almost blindingly bright environment. A young Varaoh, born on the cusp of Pisces and the new millennium, sat amidst the starkness, his focus entirely consumed by an ancient text. He was barely seven, yet his eyes, old beyond their years, scanned the complex symbols with an almost preternatural understanding.

Across the room, Kiyotaka Ayanokoji, his usual stoicism firmly in place, couldn't help but observe Varaoh with a flicker of curiosity. Most children their age struggled with basic arithmetic, yet here was Varaoh, immersed in texts that baffled even the White Room instructors."What are you reading, Varaoh?" Kiyotaka finally asked, his voice a monotone as always.Varoh looked up, his gaze deep and penetrating. "It's a treatise on the Hermetic principles," he replied, his voice surprisingly mature for his age. "It speaks of the interconnectedness of all things, the hidden patterns that govern reality."Kiyotaka tilted his head slightly, a rare display of emotion. "Patterns?""Yes," Varaoh continued, a subtle smile gracing his lips. "The universe is not random, Kiyotaka. There's an underlying order, a cosmic dance that orchestrates everything from the movement of the stars to the beating of our hearts."Even at that young age, Varaoh possessed an uncanny awareness of the world's inner workings. He saw beyond the surface, delving into the esoteric and the ancient, seeking knowledge that transcended the White Room's rigid curriculum. While others focused on mastering skills and accumulating knowledge, Varaoh sought to understand the underlying principles, the fundamental truths that connected all things.One day, as they sat facing each other during a particularly grueling evaluation, Varaoh leaned closer to Kiyotaka and whispered, "Do you ever sense it, Kiyotaka? The energy that flows through everything, connecting us all?"Kiyotaka, ever the pragmatist, remained skeptical. "Energy? That's just a concept.""No," Varaoh insisted, his eyes gleaming with conviction. "It's real. It's the lifeblood of the universe, the force that binds us together. And if we can learn to harness it, we can achieve anything."This inherent difference in their perspectives would lay the foundation for their future dynamic. Kiyotaka, driven by a desire for freedom and autonomy, sought to break free from the White Room's control. Varaoh, on the other hand, saw the world as a vast tapestry of interconnected energies, a playground for his inquisitive mind.Years later, their paths would converge once again at Advanced Nurturing High School. But their childhood bond, forged in the sterile confines of the White Room, would carry with it the echoes of their contrasting philosophies, shaping their journey in ways neither could have foreseen.