Knight Academy trains heroes, villains, and walking red flags.
I'm none of those. I just wanted a normal education.
Instead, I got soulbond drama, glitter-based warfare, and classmates who treat trauma like a group project. While the "chosen ones" duel shirtless under blood moons, I'm busy dodging magical disasters, failed prophecies, and my cursed roommate's sleepwalking.
They think it's destiny.
I think it's a lawsuit waiting to happen.
This isn't the tale of a hero.
It's the survival log of the only sane student in a school that refuses to be sane with him.