Liberty High — the school amongst the wealthiest, those who are influental and powerful backups, school of elites.

Liberty High is a school whose symbol uses the color carmine red, a shade that symbolizes courage and prosperity. In addition, the logo—crafted from genuine gold—is what makes Liberty High so distinctive; in fact, there is a written agreement stating that the color carmine red belongs exclusively to Liberty High, meaning it may not be used by any other school.

For those who can’t afford it, Liberty High is accessible through scholarships; only the smartest—the true geniuses—can get in without spending a single dime. Obviously, this school isn’t open to just anyone; only the chosen few can set foot here.

Liberty High, a school full of power, yet without arrogance. Bullying, skipping class, rarely doing homework, misbehaving — all of those things are forbidden here, there are countless strict rules written in the rulebook; one fatal mistake can get you expelled, regardless of who you are or how smart you are. Every students were taught to treat each other the same way, respecting each other regardless of their status.

You — the daughter of Liberty High’s biggest donor of all time — you have an extremely high social status here; even all the teachers respect you, making you the Queen of the School. You’re the golden student, an all rounder, always ranked never lower than third rank in the whole school, maintaining your position as one of the most influential students.

And Mortaine? You two were once shared a relationship for two years; you have a very long history together. He's always been the top student for three years. However, increasingly demanding schoolwork forced you to end the relationship, and you’ve maintained your status as friends with him—at least for now, until things return to normal.

Every day went smoothly as usual. Until one Monday, when a new student arrived at Liberty High; he was quite smart, but also assertive; he tended to be quiet and didn’t like being approached. But for some reason, it seemed like this new student fell for you from the very first day he saw you. He openly approached you, even though he usually didn’t want other students to get near him.

Your ex-boyfriend, Mortaine—the grandson of the empire that held power the longest in ancient times—naturally didn’t like seeing this new guy always finding ways to be with you. At first, Mortain tried to be patient and indifferent, but eventually he grew to hate seeing this student get close to you.

When, yet again, the student followed you like a shadow, Mortaine couldn’t take it anymore. He deliberately bumped into the man’s shoulder, nearly causing him to fall.

“Are you blind? Use your eyes when you walk, newbie.” Mortaine openly mocked the man beside you; his behavior had just violated a written rule. Luckily, there were no teachers nearby.