I : Minaden

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Cretil 23, 2095

Fiona slumped down on her desk and cried. Now that she was here, she knew now that there was no turning back. Fiona looked up and observed the ceiling of their dorm. Pink, pink and pink. Tears started forming at the edge of her eyes until it found its place on her book. She picked up her textbook, although digital books are already used by almost everyone, she still continued using physical ones as digital books ruin her eyes.

With the Verification Exams coming up, and the birthday of her own mother coming soon, Fiona knew that this time, it was going to be rough. Her father wouldn't even care for her and her mother, meaning Fiona was probably the only one that could remember the special event.

While flipping through the pages under her lamp, she recalled most of her mother's advice. Mostly about living alone, but the one that struck her the most was that she was proud of what her daughter had become. Although not performing well in his school, she thought that she grew up well under her care. Which made her tear up more.

She adjusted her seat and her lamp until she tried to distract herself by observing their dorm. Pink walls painted with flowers, three bunk beds lined up and a tv, which was rarely used. Their curtain was draped down and the consistent hum of the air conditioner gave her eerie vibes.

The sun hadn't risen yet and her roommates were still sound asleep. How she envied them.

She bit her bottom lip. What was the point of studying by the way? She knew she wouldn't pass so why was this so necessary? She sighed and pounded her head on her book as these thoughts circle her mind. She stayed up late and woke up early yet she still couldn't understand shit such as:

The Parliament of Minaden, The Republic of Dalikamata, and The Guinid Empire composes Corinth...

...Not allowed to intersect for it would restart great wars such as...

And other things that were truly alien to her ears. All except the land of Rejects. People who failed their verification exams would be subjected for re-verification to another nation which lasted a year. Fiona considered this as the last resort since failing it would make you stay there for an eternity. Rejects were considered threats to their Nations since they were said to be always against their own.

After a whole hour (maybe days) of studying, she finally had enough. Fiona stood up, put on her soft, pig slippers and observed the outside of their room through their window. Traffic caused by hovercrafts, all were at different altitudes, was starting to thicken. The high rise buildings made it seem like the sun wasn't starting to shine yet but when she looked up higher, there was a gradient of yellow to black, indicating signs of sunrise.

She went back to the table and arranged her things. Her roommates were starting to rise as well. Yawns and creaking of beds echoed around the room. She opened her closet and got out her towel and some necessary toiletries.

"Nervous?" Fiona turned around and saw Luna smirking at her. She liked teasing but she was tolerable most of the times. Her white hair covered her face in a confusing matter and she held her blindfold. She was petite, just like Fiona and everyone else, and she was the brightest among them.

"Yeah, I guess," Fiona said and looked down and according from her peripheral vision, she slumped down as well. She closed her closet meekly. "Are you as well? I mean, are you all as well?"

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