Class B [I]

"Great," Luke muttered, holding up his token. "Class B."

Vivian leaned on him to cross-check. It said: Luke Kingsley | Class B | Seat 14. This meant they wouldn't be together in the same class.

After sharing every classroom since childhood, they were at last branched out by circumstance. Vivian's plan to shield Luke from enemies had just fallen apart, even though Luke wasn't relying on it in the first place.

"Hey! You there!" she called out to a student who was passing by. "What class did you get? Swap with me right now."

"Whoa, hold on, Vivian," Luke intervened. "Stop trying to rob people."

"Why not? I'll just force one of them to trade. They won't say no to me."

Luke flicked her forehead, and it sounded like it was empty.

"These tokens are biometric, meaning they cannot be traded," he explained. "Even if they could, they wouldn't work. Don't worry, maybe Raven got Class A too."