Inside the Student Council room, the most powerful students in the entire Academy sat gathered around a long, polished table.
At the head sat Elizabeth Murdock, third-year student and Council President, her purple hair catching the afternoon light streaming through tall windows.
Her violet eyes were distant, unfocused, as if her mind was somewhere far away from this room.
Victor Cross stood at the opposite end of the table, presenting his case with the confident air of someone who believed he'd already won.
He was the top-ranked second-year student, a C rank awakener, and vice president of the Clubs Committee.
His brown hair was perfectly styled, his uniform immaculate, his expression righteous and determined.
"The so-called Mafia organization has become a destabilizing force within this Academy. They've encouraged violence between students, disrupted the established social order, and created unnecessary conflict where none needed to exist."
