Later in the afternoon, after classes had ended, Eira pulled Brandon toward the academy library.
The library was a massive, multi-story building lined with towering bookshelves filled with old texts and digital archives.
Students were scattered around, some buried in books while others worked on holographic terminals.
They found a secluded corner near a large window, where sunlight spilled onto a wooden table.
Eira placed a thick textbook down with a soft thud and pulled out her tablet.
"Alright," she began, flipping open the book.
"We're going to start with Ether Theory Basics. You need to understand the flow of ether, how it's classified, and... are you even listening?"
Brandon, who had been lazily propping his chin on his hand, gave her a nod "Of course. Ether, flow, classifications. Got it."
Eira narrowed her eyes before reaching over and flicking his forehead. "Pay attention."
Brandon chuckled, rubbing the spot she hit. "Alright, alright."
