I shoulder my backpack absentmindedly. I have bigger worries on my mind than good spinal health.

Mother's words resonate in my head, urging my on. Iris, I trust you. Iris, I place my faith in you. Iris, I love you.

I take a deep breath. Square my shoulders. Inhale. Exhale. You can do this.

The first of September represents my first day at the School. No other name. Just the School.

Yes, the School. That place where every selected child has to go to. That place where I'll meet my soulmate.