AuroraAcademyKids

3D maneuver gear training was always your favourite part of the day. You could not help but feel as though you had sprouted wings, and when you spread them and soared into the air, all your problems, all your worries and fears, you left behind you on the ground. It was the only time in your life you felt truly free. The feeling of the wind whipping through your hair, letting it trail behind you in a [h/c] stream, the sharp tug of the wires that left you slightly breathless, the feeling of muscles tensing and relaxing rhythmically – those sensations were comparable to nothing, and you let them carry you forward, further from the ground,

Armin Alert: You inhaled sharply, drawing the attention of the blonde who stood on the other side of the room. You glanced up at him for the briefest of moments before you felt your face warm and your eyes direct themselves back down to the paper. "Ah." You could hear Armin say across the room, very softly, but enough to hear. Sasha pried away the slip of paper between you fingers and held it up to her face. A wide grin spread across her features before a maniacal giggled escaped her lips. "Armin, you're up." She declared, resting a hand on her hip. The blonde gave a nervous exhale before walking over to you. The seconds seemed to tick b

Jean Kirschtein You felt yourself suck in a breath as you stared at the slip of paper between your fingers. There was silence in the room as a warm blush rose to your face, and as you tried to quiet your racing heart. "Well?" Sasha asked after a few moments. You looked up and across the room, seeking out Jean. He was glancing sideways at you, but you caught his eye, he raised a curious eyebrow. "Jean." You declared with a heavy exhale. Sasha giggled madly. "I knew it." She whispered before dragging you to your feet, much to your protest. Meanwhile, Jean was given a encouraging push by Connie, whose grin stretched from ear to ear. Jean g

The faint sounds of waves crashing against the cliffs woke you from your sleep. You groaned, feeling the cold sea air wrap around you like a serpent. You curled up, shivering slightly. Your eyes fluttered open, and you cringed as the morning light blinded you for a second. Blinking away the sun and blurry vision, your gaze settled on the form that lay next to you. Your eyes widened, and you shot upwards into a sitting position. Hiccup. Hiccup was laying next to you. The boy stirred slightly; inhaling deeply as sleep left his body. He yawned loudly as he sat up, stretching his arms upwards; wincing as his shoulders popped and cracked. His