Dimensional Descent

Leonel's depressed mood didn't last for long. Soon we was smiling as though nothing had happened.

At that moment, an arm wrapped around his shoulders. Considering how easily the culprit had done so, it was obvious that he was even taller than Leonel.

"Another failure, how many is that already? 520?"

"521." Leonel muttered.

"Almost every school day since first-year, huh?"

The culprit laughed, leading Leonel up the stairs.

"There are too many young noble women looking to get into the good books of the 3021st bachelor of the Eligible Minor list. Yet you've been solely focused on one girl for four years, think of all the hearts breaking across the world."

Leonel laughed. "James, when you have to say such a large number, it makes the accomplish ring hollow, don't you think?"

It was quite funny. It was nice to be ranked, but being told that there were 3020 men better than him didn't exactly have a nice ring to it. Plus, this was just the Eligible Minor list, once he turned 18, he might not rank on the true Eligible Bachelor list at all.

More depressing than that was the fact there were several snotty-nosed brats no more than 13 or 14 years old ranked ahead of him.

"Bah, forget that damned list." James spat. "Who knows what perverted grandma ranked a bunch of minors on their eligibility? Load of nonsense."

"Must be nice looking down from on high like that, Mr. 1034th."

James laughed pervertedly, shaking Leonel side to side with his arm.

[Scanning… Security procedures underway]

[Student Leonel Morales recognized]

[Welcome future Five-Star Quarterback]

Leonel heard the usual mechanical voice ringing in his ears. Though he knew no one else could hear it, he still felt a deep disgust whenever he heard this introduction.

"Think about it this way," James continued as they entered the grand hallways of Royal Blue Academy, "There are over three billion people on Earth who are under 18. Half of those are men like us. Yet were in the top percent of a percent of a percent of them.

"You gotta stop chasing after this one girl. There are too many who want you."

rejects me, I will leave her alone. But in four years, she's never said a word after one of my

laughter. It seemed the students were used

why I waste my words, I know you don't care about these surface things. I should have

arm from Leonel's shoulder,

for their fourth National Championship loss in a row." Leonel grinned, pounding James'

bit of a complex light in his best friend's gaze. James was easily three inches taller than him and had been his partner in crime ever since they entered

something to talk to you

voice was cut off by

there's

he could cheat off of. Without thinking much, he pulled

the same class. While Leonel ranked third academically across all subjects, James was near the bottom of the barrel. If it wasn't for the fact his Gene Analysis decided that his fateful career was that of a 'Five-Star Tight End', he wouldn't be

Blue Academy took these separations very seriously. Due to this, it was already a miracle that Leonel could make it

Among other things, this test was meant to decide your optimal career path while weighing your benefit to society. This career path would be graded from one

a One Star Professional was average. This person wouldn't cause any waves in their career path, but they would be able to stabilize its foundation, allowing the innovators

were people that would revolutionize their fields. In a single generation, there wouldn't be more than a hundred children with this level of evaluation, and not every profession was guaranteed to

that Leonel had such an evaluation. He too was a Five Star Professional. The trouble was that he had no interest in joining the National American Football League and becoming a Hall of

seriously outside of his sport. This was part of the reason he was ranked so lowly on the Eligible Minor list. Many ranked above him were only

the full reason or else James wouldn't be ranked so much higher than he was since he too

walked into class just on time. He smiled lightly to greet a few people before

with Leonel, they could only shake their heads when they noticed their school's star quarterback cramming as he usually did. His personality was really too odd. He had just been confessing his undying love to Aina, yet now he sat right behind

saw Leonel on the steps

those in Senior Class A didn't even total 20, they could be considered quite close knit. They had become quite invested in the Leonel-Aina romance. Unfortunately, the two

away. The test

desks surfaces flickered and became screens. They were designed to block light projection in every

a battlefield

Leonel from Freshman Class A. But it would be a lie to say they didn't still break out into

there a need to take it so seriously? They really couldn't understand how Leonel was evaluated as a Five-Star Quarterback instead of a Five-Star General.

an hour to complete a two-hour test. Without a choice, he pushed up from his desk, grabbing his bag and slinging it over

of the class breathed a sigh of relief.

I gotta

was quite fond of this

thought of something and paused. He looked up to

still focusing on her exam. His finger tapped the metallic watch on her small wrist

for a moment before she looked up and realized it was Leonel. For a moment, she didn't