Meeting the Founder at School

Gaeul woke in a locker room with a stranger’s badge, a tablet with someone else’s name, and the memory of a novel that had already decided how her body would die. She had crossed into the life of a minor gate architect, the kind of extra character who got blamed, removed, and forgotten once the main cast moved on. That should have made her careful. It did make her careful. It also made her useful. Gaeul knew gates, and the hunters around her did not. She could read a weak frame at a glance, hear a bad hinge in the way a door shut, and feel the flaw in a training layout before anyone else noticed the danger. So she kept her head down, fixed the work, and tried to stay out of the plot. The pro...