As long as I'm here, none of you will set foot beyond the border. On the day of the District 13 Military Academy graduation ceremony, Zhao Qian attended the final farewell banquet. While everyone else was forming cliques and picking out top-tier districts for their year-long training, she chose the Akara Border District-the farthest and harshest of the 108 districts, a place where, historically, almost no one ever volunteered to go. Zhao Qian told herself that once she arrived at the Akara Border, she would never return to District 13 for the rest of her life. On her first day at the Akara Border-Zhao Qian: "Huh? Is this the Aviation Bureau?" "Yes, I'd like to book a ticket back to District 13 tonight-I'll pay ten times the fare!" The military captain on guard, with a warm and friendly smile, replied, "The tall one can go, but the short one has to stay." Zhao Qian glanced up at the tall figure to her left-a certain someone hailed as the "military academy heartthrob" and a "jack-of-all-trades": "..."
