School Life

Isaac had been in the academy for a week.

Naturally, he did not sleep the entire week.

Normally a person would forget some things as the brain even if forced to stay awake could not hold on to so many memories.

But Isaac was different.

His flaw forced him not to forget.

Flaw: [Immortal Mind]

Flaw Description: [You are unable to forget]

Every little detail was forcefully engraved in his mind.

There also was a good side to his flaw.

He could remember all the chapters he read of the novel.

But that was something to think about once he was on the forgotten shore.

Right now he was guiding Cassia through the hale towards Sunny's room.

The past week helped me understand and slowly implant a few thoughts in Cassia's mind.

Was this a shitty move on my part?

Yes.

Did I feel bad about it?

Yes.

Would I stop it?

No.

The reason he was trying to place himself on a high pedestal in Cassia's mind was so she would give him the same trust she gave Nephis.

The reason Cassia gave Nephis so much trust was not only because she saved her but also gave her a memory.

This combined to form an investible connection between the two.

Isaac knowing this tried to leave an impression on her.

He was gonna survive.

He was not planning on sacrificing himself for others.

He was not a hero.

No...

If anything he was a leech.

He would "create" the cohort and spread his influence gaining their trust.

Then he would watch from the sidelines slowly gaining power as fate did its job.

But for now, let's enjoy this time.

They both walked down the hall.

Stopping at a certain door Isaac nocked.

A few seconds later a small cute haired young man opened the door.

Isaac smiled.

"Hello, Sunny".

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Sunny was resting in the room that was given to him by the academy.

The past week has been eventful.

Sunny always thought that once he became a sleeper she would be respected.

Of course, he still was respected, but the first day when he met that bastard.

Isaac.

Sunny couldn't understand that guy.

Every time he spoke, it was as if he knew the exact words to get a reaction out of him.

Not only that he seems to be able to detect the slightest fluctuations of emotions from himself.

This is something a person should be praised for Sunny himself was extremely good at covering his emotions and facial expressions.

Yet, all that experience was void one in front of him.

After the first day, Sunny told himself that he would never meet that bastard again.

Oh, how have you been so wrong?

That bastard met him every single day with the blind girl Cassia.

For the past week, the only time he ever had time for himself was when he went inside his Academy room.

Even the class that he had in the Academy that bastard was in it as well.

But after a week Sunny found himself to his surprise, warming up to both of them.

'Wait.... W-what's.

Shit.

Sunny finally pulled his consciousness back to reality.

Warming up?

Though Sunny wanted to deny it.

It was impossible.

Sunny tried to suppress these emotions.

But he found himself unable to.

Fear grew in the masterless Shadow heart.

'Mind manipulation... no I don't feel different'.

Sunny was slowly losing his mind.

After a while, he gritted his teeth.

'I-I.. am not there f-friend'.

Sunny slowly began to come down.

"Ok"

Sunny spoke out loud.

"What do you think".

Sunny spoke to his shadow.

His shadow trembled slightly but still shrugged.

Even though he saw the shadow tremble but chose to ignore it.

"Ok let's make this clear to that bastard".

As Sunny made a decision he heard a knock on the door.

"We are not friends".

Sunny got up from the bed.

"We are not friends".

He slowly moved towards the door.

"We are not friends".

His hand landed on the door nob.

"We are not friends".

Twisting the nob he opened the door.

"We are no-".

"Hello, Sunny".

Sunny froze.

His mind was empty for a while.

This caused Isaac to look at him with... concern.

Seeing Isaacs's expression his resolve crumbled.

The genuine concern was that Sunny's will needed to crumble.

'M-Maybe it's not all bad'.

Unbeknownst to Sunny something had been implanted in his heart.

Something foreign.

Yet it felt familiar.

It was warm.

"Yeah not that bad at all".

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Cassia, Sunny, and Isaac sauntered gracefully down the polished hallway.

Their animated voices resonating throughout the corridor as they fervently discussed their recent classes.

Eager to refine her swordsmanship skills, Sunny eagerly sought counsel from Isaac who was engaged in a combat class.

Despite his extraordinary talent, he only needed to attend the initial few days of the class to commit all the movements to memory, but he remained a novice in the art of sword fighting.

In his leisure time, Isaac diligently honed his skills, mastering the fundamentals and ultimately persuading Sunny to join him in his training.

Initially hesitant, Sunny eventually succumbed to Isaac's "compelling persuasion".

Amidst their conversation, Isaac playfully hinted at the prospect of expanding their group, and although Sunny was initially hesitant about the idea, he recognized Isaac's knack for attracting formidable and unique individuals.

With a mischievous glint in his eye, Isaac alluded to having someone specific in mind for their group but refused to reveal any further details, leaving Sunny and Cassia inquisitive.

As they continued chatting, Isaac's fervor for commencing sparring sessions the following week was unmistakable.