The plane that was meant to take the new cadets—or rather, applicants—of Apex Academy into the academy had been airborne for over two hours.
After another hour, the turbulence of the jet suddenly increased as it ascended higher into the clouds, as if it wanted to reach space.
In my past life, I had boarded my fair share of planes, even ones meant for escaping after stealing art pieces from a museum. However...
"Someone just kill me."
... This was hell.
The other applicants who had entered the plane with me were already ruining their laps and seats with vomit.
Only I, and one other guy with dark skin, black hair, and golden eyes, hadn't moved since.
Though, for my part, I was dying inside.
[Attention passengers! This plane will be crashing on Apex very soon!]
Crashing?
Did he just say crashing?
In the next instant after the voice sounded, a boy whose color had drained slammed against his chair and shouted:
