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I achieved the S tier, but there was never a seat for me on my family's flight. The day I got my acceptance, I rushed into the living room. Silence. The house was empty. On the table lay three plane tickets. Mother, Father, my sister. Destination: Northreach. Time: this morning. They forgot me and left for Northreach early. Then my brother called: "Transfer your scholarship cash to Nessa. You're strong, you can earn more." They didn't care that I spent three years weeping for this score. They didn't care that they smashed my prized design model to give Nessa my room. I quietly opened the application system. I canceled my Northreach admission and clicked confirm for Solmere Academy—countless miles away. In two days, they will stand at Northreach's gate waiting for me. Too bad my plane flies in the opposite direction. Chapter 1 "Mother, Father! I got an S-rank! I can finally go to Northreach Greywolf Academy with Cillian!" The day I got my acceptance, I rushed into the living room. Silence. The house was empty. On the table lay three plane tickets. Mother, Father, my sister. Destination: Northreach. Time: this morning. I stood frozen until my phone buzzed with a new video in the family chat. Mother and Father and Nessa stood in front of the black stone gate, and Cillian—in his school uniform—handed her a bouquet of sunflowers. "Congratulations to our little princess Nessa on making it to Northreach!" They forgot about me. Forgot the promise they'd made to come with me. The city I'd been running toward with everything I had—they'd already taken someone else there without me. I went back to my room without a word and changed my application to Solmere Moonshore Academy of Territorial Architecture. If they only had eyes for someone else now... then I'd go find my own light. ... "Do you think Maren will be upset that you all came here without her?" Nessa asked in the video, holding the flowers, her voice uncertain. Cillian ruffled her hair. "She'll be fine.
