The glow of the world announcement faded, but the silence it left behind was louder than any celebration could've been.
No one smiled.
No one moved.
They all stared at the system prompt hovering in front of them:
Congratulations!
You have reached Level 10.
Please proceed to your Designated Instructor to learn a Class Specific Skill.
Leo didn't say anything at first. He just read it once. Then again. Then a third time, as if the words might rearrange into something less confusing.
"Designated instructor?" he muttered, voice quiet.
Rachel didn't answer immediately. Her gaze had sharpened to something cold, calculating. Her hands were at her sides, but tension coiled in her posture like a spring waiting to snap.
Lily who at some point began to lean on the counter, straightened herself up
"That… can't be right,"
she said slowly.
"I got assigned a class. Everyone did. But none of us ever met anyone that we could call an instructor other than our lifestyle professions."
