I Became The Academy's Disabled Student 소설 & 이야기

It meant more than any gift I'd ever received. For once, I wasn't here because Alpha Damien Ashford had decided where I belonged. I had earned my place. A tiny smile found its way onto my lips. ...Look at me. Officially educated. ...Terrifying. I clipped the badge onto my shirt before picking up Vanessa's luggage again. Old habits die hard. A loud bell echoed across the academy grounds. The conversations died almost instantly. Students began moving toward the enormous central courtyard where a raised stone platform overlooked the campus. Professors directed everyone into neat rows according to their academic year.

I paused, my hand on the doorknob, and looked back at him with raised eyebrows. Lucas's face looked like he was chewing glass. "Upon reflection, Miss Irene was clearly defending herself against unprovoked aggression.” His shoulders dropped as he added. “She may return to the Academy when her injuries have healed. The matter is... closed." A slow smile curved my lips. I crossed back to him and clapped a hand on his shoulder, making him flinch slightly. “This is exactly why you're the owner of this Academy, Lucas.” I flashed him a bright grin, “you know how to make the right choices when it matters."

Now that I could finally afford it, I decided to start studying again. To fit in better on campus, I got a prosthetic arm. Even so, quite a few people still recognized me. I had thought they would make fun of me, but everyone was too busy with their own classes to care. Even the ones who were curious didn't mean harm. There, I met many genuinely kind people. A year later, with my good grades, I transferred to a more decent university. I picked a solid major, and after graduating, my grades were good enough that most employers saw past my disability.

They all laughed at the maid. The wolfless orphan. The charity case. The girl who slept on the floor in her adopted sister’s room and carried her bags like it was an honor. Everyone at Alpha Academy thought they knew her. They were wrong. Two months ago, something ancient woke up inside her. Not a soft glow. Not a polite shift. A roar that cracked the earth, tore through a monster the instructors thought was impossible to kill, and lit up every magical sensor in the academy like a flare. Now the world is hunting the girl they called weak. Cassian Rowe — cold, calculating heir of Ashmere — is already studying her like she’s the most dangerous puzzle he’s ever solv

"At the Unique Academy we strive for a safe environment and our desire is for every one of you to experience full safety with us, even as we prepare you for the outside world. We, however, apologise for our shortcomings in protecting from the dangers that had lurked within." "Yesterday the academy took a stand to expel Spencer Richardson, and it's all thanks to each one of you who came forth with your testimony of abuse and assault against him." A loud cheer erupts through all the hall in jubilation, "We hope that this serves as a reminder to everyone who derives joy from the pain of others. We will no longer sit idly by, we will act." "Once again, congratulations to you all. I wish only the

Soon, my siblings will also have rooms at the Academy in the new Medical Center they are building for my mother so she can begin teaching medicine to elite students who show an interest in being doctors. I won’t need one of those rooms because I’ll have my own, having been given early admission to the Academy. I’ll be one of only twenty students who will be admitted this year, and I’ll be on the freshman floor, even though the rest of my team will be on the floors for those who have remained at the Academy to extend their education and work for the council.

As soon as Ian saw the Alpha, he got to his feet, bowed his head and held out an orientation pack, her student ID and her dorm room key. Ian smiled as Isadora took the pack from him and said, ‘Thank you.’ Alpha Blackmoor cleared his throat, and as Isadora turned to face him, he said. ‘If you need anything, my office door is always open.’ ‘Thanks, Alpha. There is one thing…’ ‘Yes.’ ‘My parents… They didn’t really agree for me to be here, and I would appreciate it, that if they were to contact the Academy, you could deny that I’m here. Please, Alpha.’

"This is your admission letter. National Defense Academy, Advanced Defense Engineering Program, Early Admission. After a special review by the Academy's Committee, we have restored your admission eligibility." I took the envelope, my fingers trembling slightly. Mom could barely stand. She leaned against the doorframe, tears streaming down her face. Director Hopkins turned to her. "Ma'am, we've learned that James Westheimer was injured in a car accident while helping his daughter fight for justice and is currently still hospitalized. The Academy has decided to cover all of James's medical and rehabilitation expenses. Our administrative office will handle all the paperwork going forward." Mom

He stepped inside, exhaling slowly— And stopped. Eden was there. Sitting at the long conference table. Notebook open. Pen between her fingers. Hair tucked behind one ear. Present, alert, poised. She looked older here—not in age, but in presence. Not the girl in the front row. Not the trembling body on his desk. Just Eden. Intelligent, self-contained, confident. A student representative for the Bridge Program, the one that connected academic staff and selected students to improve communication and support. Of course she’d be chosen for something like that.

Aiva's POV I am on my way to the academy while having sores all over my body. Even my healing powers can't help me out this time around. I've never had to run this much as I did today. I thought it was going to be a bit easy at first but I'm wrong. Everyone stares at me as I walked inside the academy. Since I've not been here after I was kidnapped, I guess I'm still the center of attention to the whole school. I ignored everyone else and went straight to my class.