Chapter 112 Orientation
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What Aiden didn’t say out loud was that the student body at this school was much more complicated than Freya realized- and so were the dynamics. Louis‘ loss of power didn’t just mean he’d get picked on. Things were far less simple than that. But after a private talk with Louis, the frustration and resentment Aiden had been holding onto had completely dissipated.
His uncle had told him that this was part of life’s trials–and that he had to endure it himself if he wanted to grow up.
Thinking about those words, Aiden clenched his small fists. Louis had said that the hardship in front of him was just one tiny obstacle in a very long life. If he couldn’t handle even this, there was no way he’d ever become someone great. And Aiden knew for sure -he would be someone great. So he wasn’t afraid at all!
As for Freya–well, she was a girl. Better not tell her about any of this. Otherwise, she’d only worry.
Freya, for her part, was just a regular person in her past life. She didn’t understand the deeper layers behind all this. All she saw was a place full of elites and wealthy families. Surely that meant the students had better manners too, right? Kids like that bratty rich boy from before were probably rare here. So she relaxed a little.
“Make sure you study hard, okay? Don’t let your uncle’s efforts go to waste. But if anyone bullies you, don’t keep it to yourself. You have to tell us. We adults will figure something out.”
Freya made a quiet mental note: I may not have money or power, but I can write. If anyone bullies Aiden, I’ll write them into my next novel. Who knows–maybe one of them will end up transmigrating into it, just like I did.
“I knooow. Freya, you’re not even old, but you nag like an old lady.” Aiden tugged at her hand. “Come on, I’ll give you a tour. Louis probably won’t catch up with us for a while.”
Once they entered the campus, someone came over to help with the luggage. Louis had gone straight to the admin office to handle Aiden’s paperwork, so for now, it was just the two of them.
They strolled around a bit, taking in the layout. The whole place was built with serious luxury in mind. Freya couldn’t help but wonder about the cost of running such a school. Aiden happily answered her curiosity.
“Our tuition is really expensive, so everything inside the school is included–no extra charges. Oh, and my uncle lied to me. He didn’t just pay for one semester. He actually paid up through sixth grade when he enrolled me. He even deposited a bunch of money with the school, so I can stay until graduation.”
He patted his chest confidently. “Good thing my uncle’s always thinking ahead. Otherwise, I’d probably have to transfer out right now. I did think about transferring before, but who doesn’t make dumb decisions now and then? Anyway, I’m definitely going to finish school here–and I’ll graduate as one of the top students too!”
“You
got
this.” Freya pumped a fist in encouragement.
“Come on, I’ll show you around over there first.” Aiden led her eastward, toward the activity center.
As expected from a private academy, the activity center was state–of–the–art. The area had full sets of recreational equipment, and the adjoining sports field was a top–tier rubber track. Freya noticed a few children already playing around the equipment. A bit farther out, she saw several adults standing guard–clearly professional bodyguards.
Most of the kids had only one parent with them–probably because the other was off handling check–in. But even the parents who stayed weren’t hovering. They mostly kept their distance, watching quietly. Some even sat off to the side in full business attire, laptop open, mid–video conference. The whole scene was a far cry from the noisy, emotional first–day scenes Freya remembered from regular schools.
