[It's a week like any other for Mithos Vindrsen - he goes to school, where he stalks through the hallways and avoids eye contact with his peers (although you can be sure he's glaring at most them when their backs are turned), and when the final bell rings he hurries off to his part-time job at the bakery. Over the weekend, he makes time for what he thinks passes as a social life...which probably involves homework half the time. The homecoming dance is the last thing on his mind.
He also keeps up with the political climate of Luceti, in the one-sided way that is habit of most teenagers. The strike at the textile factory already has him on edge, colder and sharper toward the upper class than usual; when the new tax hike is announced, he is livid. What right do those ivory tower officials have to demand that his family - already working hard to make ends meet - shoulder more of the burden, when they have more money than anybody should know what to do with?]
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He also keeps up with the political climate of Luceti, in the one-sided way that is habit of most teenagers. The strike at the textile factory already has him on edge, colder and sharper toward the upper class than usual; when the new tax hike is announced, he is livid. What right do those ivory tower officials have to demand that his family - already working hard to make ends meet - shoulder more of the burden, when they have more money than anybody should know what to do with?]