Frustration And Confusion [4]

The highest-scoring students were destined for greatness, while the lower classes were often overlooked, especially at the beginning.

"If you landed in the S class, the academy practically rolled out the red carpet for you," Noah continued, flipping another page.

"But if you fell down to D… well, you were pretty much on your own."

As someone who was still catching up after missing two months of classes, Noah was unsure where he'd end up.

The old Noah probably wouldn't have cared, but now?

Now, he wanted at least a fair shot.

He didn't expect to land in S class—there was no way, not with how much he'd missed.

But maybe, just maybe, he could manage B or C class.

"C class would be fine," he muttered under his breath.

"B class would be even better, but it's a stretch.

I'll just have to see how well I can cram before the exams."

He sighed, scribbling a few notes as he thought it over.

"I've only got a week."