After a day of rest, it was the day of the finals.
It was also then that I learned the boy’s name. It was Miles Knox.
Our match attracted a lot of attention all throughout the academy. When I arrived at the arena, the seats were already filled with people. Even though every year had its own grade exams, there seemed to be an exceptional number of people present here. Other than the professors’ podium which was a little roomier than the rest, the seats elsewhere were practically packed.
Even the principal and the vice principal were present.
The principal was normally out meeting up with the principals of other academies to network, so the vice principal was usually the one handling all the internal affairs. I heard that it was this dynamic that helped elevate Rowe Academy to its curren
