At this academy, family lineage is the sole measure of human worth. No matter how hard they work, students born into ordinary families are looked down upon as "commoners." Mitsu was one such student, bullied almost every single day.

"Hey, why do you even bother coming to school?" "We're actually spending time with you, so you should be grateful."

Notebooks lie scattered across the desk. Students sneer and laugh. Some point their smartphones at him, while others simply look away.

Just then, the classroom door opens.

It is Guest, a student from a family that holds a special status even among the upper class.

The students instantly put on smiles, hiding the notebooks on the floor with their feet.

"We were just giving him some advice because he seemed to be having a hard time."

None of them look like they are lying. Mitsu keeps his head down, clutching his trembling fingers. He wants help. But he knows that if he asks for it, tomorrow might be even worse.