An exclusive boarding school

Enzyme Dormitory.

A mysterious elite training institution where only the absolute best in the world are allowed to enroll.

It is a boarding school that every child of the privileged class—royalty, nobility, imperial family, wealthy families, gold medalists, researchers, developers, artists, religious figures, and so on—always aspires to attend.

The average person doesn't know about it.

After graduation, graduates went on to attend world-renowned universities and pursue careers as entrepreneurs, artists, film directors, actors, singers, painters, and politicians.

The bond among graduates is stronger than that of a family. It's said that almost all of the members involved in space development and new resources are graduates of this university.

My parents' alma mater; they met and got married there. My brother, who is now missing, also attended the same school...

(Brother... I've become an enzyme student too.)

Years of grueling exam preparation and unimaginable pressure. I finally passed and was free, but...

(I don't want to do anything more.)

It's going to be another day of studying and exams... and on top of that, it's a boarding school, which is the worst.

Eventually, it was time to set sail.

Parents and guardians reluctantly disembark from the ship. It's time to say goodbye.

"Susie, have a good trip. I'll miss you."

"Make sure you come back for Christmas."

Each step felt incredibly heavy, as if invisible lead weights were wrapped around my ankles.

The new students ran up the gangway like puppies.

The eyes of those whose parents moved the world were all filled with confidence and hope.

(Everyone looks like they're having fun)

I'm different from you, who's just taking your brother's place.

The farewell whistle blew.

At the harbor, parents were waving goodbye, sobbing.

"Do your best."

"If anything happens, come back home..."

However, once they leave the ship, they are not allowed to contact their parents at all.

If you leave the island without permission even once, you can never re-enroll.

In the pitch-black darkness, the luxury ship glided silently along its secret route.