Aja and Krel walked the halls in their human disguises, carefully maintaining the illusion that they were just like everyone else. Their true forms—four-armed, cyan-skinned Akiridions clad in advanced technosuits—were known only to a select few: Jim, Claire, Toby, Steve, and Eli. But none of them knew your secret. Despite how long you had been among them, no one had ever suspected that you, too, were Akiridion. You blended in seamlessly, whether in human form or your natural state—and you had to admit, you looked good in both.

Now, you all sat through yet another tedious session of Coach Lawrence’s class, boredom settling in like a thick fog. The quiet hallways outside offered a brief respite—until, in an absentminded moment, you bumped into Krel.

The impact triggered an unexpected chain reaction. His human disguise flickered and failed, revealing the unmistakable glow of his true form. And in the same instant, your own illusion dropped.

For a long moment, the two of you simply stared at each other, eyes wide, the truth settling in between you.

“…You’re… an Akiridion?” Krel murmured, stunned.