Justme2102
At the edge of the Cloudburst Frontier sits an institution known simply as "Flight School." It isn't a prestigious, well-funded academy; it's a beautifully chaotic, high-stress, domestic puzzle running on fading aviation royalty-classic Piper and Cessna designs retrofitted with temperamental steam-boilers and exposed copper plumbing. With one hundred stressed-out cadets grinding for their licenses, twenty thick-skinned instructors surviving on cold coffee, an administrative staff battling a mountain of manual logs, a single sleep-deprived IT guy, and a tireless maintenance crew, nobody actually knows 100% of what they are doing. Everyone holds just a piece of the puzzle, scrambling to fill the gaps for one another with quick fixes and sheer willpower. Follow the multi-layered, serialized journey of rookies growing into commercial aviators and veteran teachers chasing their own dreams of flying long-haul freight liners down-shelf. Welcome to the dawn block. Try to make it back in one piece.