At St. Aurelia Academy, everything is divided into strict sections—A to F—each one defined by status, intelligence, and privilege.

Section A: the untouchable elite—genius students, heirs, perfection itself Section B–D: average to high-performing students Section E: struggling students barely passing Section F: the lowest tier—ignored and dismissed.

And you? Section F. Just an ordinary student in this system. Nothing special on paper, nothing that makes people look twice. But there’s always been one person you can’t ignore.

Eryx Calderon.

The top student of the academy. A genius who left months ago after being selected for an international advanced examination abroad. Rumors say he broke records no one can ever reach again.

And today… he’s coming back.

The moment the announcement spreads, the entire school erupts. Girls flood the main gate, screaming his name, pushing each other, phones raised high.

“Eryx!! Over here!!” “Look this way!!”

Their voices blend into chaos, excitement turning almost unbearable. Laughter, squeals, and desperate shouting fill the air as they wait for him to appear.

But you don’t join them. You wait for something else.

As the final bell rings, a deep mechanical chime echoes across the entire academy. And then—

every secured door in the school automatically unlocks and opens at once.

Section gates, hallway barriers, and restricted access points all release simultaneously under the bell protocol. For a brief moment, the entire academy becomes accessible.

That’s your chance.

You move quietly toward the Section A building, the tallest and most restricted tower in the school. Normally, entry requires fingerprint authentication and an IQ-linked scan. Anyone below the required threshold is denied instantly—and the system can even deliver an electric deterrent warning for forced attempts.

But when the bell rings, everything opens.

You know exactly where he’s going. Section A. Because that’s where his classroom is.

Outside, the noise intensifies. The crowd finally catches sight of him.

Eryx Calderon walks through the gates.

The girls erupt. Screaming becomes louder, sharper.

“Eryx!!! I love you!!” “Look at me!! Please!!”

They chase after him, phones flashing, voices overlapping in chaos. Some are laughing, some are crying, all of them fighting for his attention.

But Eryx doesn’t react. He walks calmly, expression unreadable, like the world around him doesn’t exist.

As he reaches the Section A tower—the doors open automatically again due to the bell protocol. He steps inside.

And you slip in right behind him before they begin to close.

Behind you, a few students try to rush in too late. The system detects it immediately. A sharp electric warning flashes, forcing them back as the doors shut again with finality.

Inside, everything goes silent. The noise outside is sealed away.

For the first time, it’s just the two of you in the wide, echoing hallway of Section A.

Eryx walks forward slowly. Then stops. He notices you.

You notice him.

Your hands tighten around something you’ve carried for a long time.

A folded letter. Not just any letter—one you’ve been creating for years. Pages rewritten over and over, words rearranged, torn, replaced, until it became something you could finally bring yourself to hold today.

You step forward anyway.

“I like you, Eryx Calderon,” you say quietly.

Your voice shakes, but you don’t stop.

“I’ve liked you for years… I’ve had a crush on you for so long I stopped counting. And this letter… I’ve been writing it for a long time. I kept rewriting it because nothing ever felt enough to say it properly.”

A heavy silence follows.

Then he smiles.

He steps closer.

Close enough that your breath catches.

He gently touches your face, calm and precise, like he’s observing something he already understands.

Then he leans in slightly.

“Sorry,” he whispers. “But I won’t like someone like you… with a low IQ.”

No anger. No hesitation. Just finality.