I felt… somewhat anxious. I sat huddled in a corner of the classroom and held a hand to my chest. I had also handed in a report this time, so I was very concerned about what kind of comments I would get from my mentor.
I knew that I did not fit in here.
I was not a mage, just a disciple of my mentor. I was only allowed to sit here because of a long trail of coincidences. Though I was aware of this, the fact that I was a member of this classroom was imprinted into my heart.
I had made a misconception.
The misconception that I could continue to stay there. Just as these feelings circled through my mind, a familiar word resounded through the classroom.
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book 6
I knew that I did not fit in here.
I was not a mage, just a disciple of my mentor. I was only allowed to sit here because of a long trail of coincidences. Though I was aware of this, the fact that I was a member of this classroom was imprinted into my heart.
I had made a misconception.
The misconception that I could continue to stay there. Just as these feelings circled through my mind, a familiar word resounded through the classroom.