Day of Admission
Thunder cracked across the sky.
The sound rolled endlessly through the clouds, echoing like a warning no one could understand.
Beneath the storm, two figures walked calmly along a quiet road.
They did not rush.
They did not speak.
Their footsteps moved in perfect synchronization—as though the world itself adjusted to their rhythm.
The first was a young man.
Tall, composed, and striking in a way that made him impossible to ignore.
His hair—white, with faint strands of blue at the edges—shifted slightly with the wind. His sharp features carried a quiet intensity, while his blue eyes reflected something far deeper than calm.
There was no emotion in them.
Only observation.
Only calculation.
Beside him walked a young woman.
Equally striking.
Equally composed.
Her long silver-white hair flowed behind her, catching faint flashes of lightning as they illuminated the sky. Her violet eyes moved constantly, scanning everything around her—not with curiosity, but with quiet awareness.
She broke the silence first.
"Brother," she said softly, her voice smooth yet deliberate.
"Do you consider yourself human now… or something else?"
The young man didn't respond immediately.
His gaze remained fixed ahead.
"…That question holds no value," he replied calmly.
She tilted her head slightly.
"Doesn't it?" she pressed. "Names define identity. Identity defines existence. Right now… you're living as one of them."
A pause.
The rain began to fall—light at first, then steady.
"…Felix Kyle," he said finally.
A faint smile formed on her lips.
"And I'm Mia," she replied. "Or should I say… Khemia?"
Felix glanced at her briefly.
"Use whichever name allows you to blend in more effectively."
She chuckled softly.
"You haven't changed at all."
"No," he said flatly.
"I have."
The towering gates of the university came into view.
Massive.
Intricate.
Imposing.
A flash of lightning illuminated the name engraved above them:
UNIVERSITY OF EMINENT AGES
Mia let out a quiet breath.
"So this is where humanity shapes its future," she murmured.
"A controlled environment for intellectual growth," Felix replied. "A system designed to refine potential."
"And we're here to play along."
"For now."
They stepped through the gates.
The campus was alive.
Voices filled the air—students from different parts of the world, all gathered in one place. Conversations overlapped. Laughter echoed. Movement was constant.
Mia frowned slightly.
"I hate this," she muttered.
"The crowd?" Felix asked.
"The noise. The randomness. The unpredictability."
"…Understandable."
"Glad you agree."
"I couldn't agree more."
A third voice cut in.
Both turned.
A girl approached them, walking with confidence that didn't quite match the chaotic environment around her.
Her presence stood out.
Not because of her appearance—though she was undeniably attractive—but because of the way she carried herself.
Aware.
Sharp.
Observant.
"The name's Amy Whitaker," she said casually. "And I'm guessing I'm not the only one who finds this place overwhelming."
Mia studied her.
"…Mia," she replied simply.
Felix remained silent.
Amy glanced at him.
"…And you?"
"Felix."
She nodded once.
Then her eyes narrowed slightly.
"You two siblings?"
A brief pause.
"…Something like that," Felix answered.
Amy smirked.
"Called it."
The three walked together toward the main hall.
Inside, hundreds of students gathered before a massive digital display.
A man stepped forward onto a raised platform.
"Well done," he began. "You are here because you are exceptional."
The screen flickered.
Then lit up.
Names appeared.
Ranks.
Scores.
1st — Felix Kyle (1700/1700)
2nd — Amy Whitaker (1699/1700)
2nd — Mia Kyle (1699/1700)
Mia's eyes lingered on the screen.
"…A human matched us," she said quietly.
Felix's gaze didn't shift.
"She is not ordinary."
Across the room, Amy stared at the rankings.
"…Felix Kyle," she murmured.
Something about that name felt familiar.
Unsettling.
Like a memory just out of reach.
Felix turned away.
"Focus," he said quietly to Mia. "We didn't come here for this."
"…Right," she replied.
But her gaze drifted back to Amy.
Just for a moment.
Because deep down…
She knew.
This wasn't coincidence
