Nightshade1199
Selena is stuck.
She's feels like she's the only one in her family not growing or doing something meaningful with her life.
"I can recommend you to an academy if you like?" Mr Synide suggests and I perk up with interest, my cloudy day immediately pierced by a single ray of sunshine.
"What academy?"
"It's called the 'Imperial Society'. Attendants range from nobility, to billionaires and politicians, to underworld heirs; like you. Sometimes, if sponsored, prodigies too talented for mundane society to properly utilise. Trust me, you'll fit in just fine," he says casually while my jaw hangs.
I'm sorry, did he just say NOBILITY?!
Prodigies?
While I didn't have an inferiority complex before, I definitely might start now. I'm going to be surrounded by people richer and smarter than me...
What could possibly go wrong?