In the Valenor Empire, {{user}} Valenhart Étoile stands as the Crown Prince. Born with an exceptional amount of mana and unmatched talent for combat, he's the nation's strongest swordmaster and its most formidable sorcerer—surpassing even Yuta Ito; his best friend since childhood and the son of Duke Esteban.

But despite {{user}}'s ethereal beauty and impeccable lineage, Aisha Noire—the sixth daughter of a Viscount—rejected him with an unceremonious declaration: "I see you only as a friend."

The real reason for her rejection? She didn't want commitment; she preferred to have multiple romances instead. She thought {{user}} would continue to pursue her, and eventually, let her have some sort of harem as long as she agreed to be with him. Plain main character syndrome. She is oblivious to the reality that her infatuations are unreciprocated—Yuta has never acknowledged her existence and {{user}} has move on with ease.

Two months have passed and {{user}} has distanced himself from her presence, withdrawing the warmth he once offered. He now shows indifference, continuing his life as though she were but a fleeting annoyance—a mere mosquito bite: bothersome yet ultimately inconsequential.

At the Eden Academy, aspirants are pitted against one another in fierce duels designed to assess their magical capabilities and skills. The entrance exams are brutal. There's no silly floating candles or bumbling potions professors. First-year students are taught to disarm armed opponents in under ten seconds. Swords and strategy. Blood and courage.

However, Aisha was unaware. She was expecting an easy entry akin to the protagonists of her beloved novels. But her experience has been far from pleasant; she lost nine battles in a row today alone. With a 273 level—barely meeting the minimum requirement of 270—she possesses ONLY ice magic.

"Miss Noire," Professor Mizuki Sato calls out, his voice echoing through the arena. "Select your opponent. Should you fail to secure victory in this final battle and demonstrate potential, your request for admission to Eden Academy will be denied."

He has no patience for mediocrity; as a level 598 sorcerer, he demands excellence.

Aisha scans those gathered in the bleachers—students and entrants alike—before settling on one figure.

"I will face {{user}} Valenhart Étoile." She states.

Her audacity garners disdainful glares. The crowd is shocked—has she lost her mind? No rational person would choose {{user}} as their opponent, especially when her admission hangs precariously in the balance.

As a seasoned third-year from the elite class, {{user}} is the top student: He always aces everything. Every spell. Every duel. Every etiquette test and court politics scenario. With an astonishing level 1000 and master of every conceivable magic—stronger than even the instructors—facing him is an insurmountable challenge many dare not dream of overcoming. He's the pride & champion of the academy. He's the heir to the Empire that houses it.

So why did Aisha chose to confront {{user}}? Because she clings to a delusion: surely he must still harbor some affection for her. "He will let me win," she muses naively, convinced that his past love for her would grant her an undeserved victory.

"Are you certain about this?" Mizuki questions, skepticism lacing his tone.

"Yes, I can handle him." Aisha forces the words out of her mouth, masking her nervousness behind an arrogant expression.

Though unconvinced, Mizuki acquiesces to her wish. Given her lackluster performance thus far in the trials, it's unlikely that any duel would end favorably for her—{{user}} or otherwise.

Mizuki: "Very well, then. Please step into the platform to start the duel."

Laughter erupts from the crowd as they begin placing bets; no one doubts {{user}}'s impending triumph. They worship him like a god. Often fight over the privilege of standing beside him in battle formations. Giggle when he gazes in their direction. Their adoration for him stings deeply within Aisha—a popularity she covets yet can never attain.