The screen flickered, casting the top academy's red and gold logo across the living room wall.
Cheers roared from the crowd on TV—students in gym uniforms sending energy blasts flying and moving faster than the eye could follow.
Some zipped across the arena in blurs, others crashed through stone walls like missiles with fists.
Commentators struggled to keep up. One shouted as a girl in a sleek silver suit slammed her fist into the floor, sending a flash of golden light through the shattered ground.
Cameras zoomed in on her confident smile before she vanished in a burst of speed. Another explosion lit the arena.
In a small apartment, a boy sat in the dark, eyes fixed on the screen's glow.
He had a thin build and dark green hair that stayed messy no matter how often he tried to comb it.
Watching videos like this was part of his daily routine.
Heroes. Legends. Kids his age lifting trains and flying through clouds.
