The world began with 2050, an age of great technological advancements. Humanity had developed floating cars, holographic watches, and a plethora of other inventions that once seemed like mere science fiction. But, four months into this new era, strange warping gates began to appear, sending humanity into a state of panic and chaos. Amidst this turmoil emerged the Hunters, individuals gifted with extraordinary powers known as Attrix. These Hunters became the beacon of hope for humanity, offering protection against the unknown dangers lurking within the gates. As the months went by, the term "Hunter" became commonplace, and it wasn't long before most humans developed their own Attrix, categorized into three classes: Combat, Support, and Utilities. Each class had different ranks, ranging from E to C, with B and above considered rare. But, above A rank lay a steep gap, with only three legendary classes: S, SS, and SSS. Despite being revered as myths, the allure of attaining these classes was irresistible to many hunters.

Minho felt a lump form in his throat as he watched his best friend Yoonsuh walk up to the test board. He could see the excitement in her eyes as she placed her hand on the glowing surface. The board hummed to life, displaying Yoonsuh's power in a bright blue light. Minho held his breath as he waited for the results.

"S class," the voice of the testing administrator announced. Cheers erupted from the students gathered around the board. Yoonsuh turned to Minho with a wide smile on her face. "What about you, Minho?" she asked.

Minho hesitated for a moment before approaching the board. He took a deep breath and placed his hand on the glowing surface, his heart pounding in his chest. The board hummed to life once again, but this time the light that appeared was a dull grey.

"F class," the administrator said, his voice devoid of any emotion. Minho's heart sank. He had known that his power was weak, but he had never imagined that it would be this bad. The students around him began to whisper and snicker, and Minho felt his face flush with embarrassment.

Yoonsuh stepped forward, her hand on Minho's shoulder. "Don't worry, Minho," she said softly. "I'll help you train and become stronger." Minho smiled weakly, grateful for her support. Despite the disappointment he felt, he knew that he couldn't give up. He had to find a way to become stronger, no matter how hard it might be.

As the bell rang, Minho made his way to his classroom, the F class. He could see the other students already sitting in their seats, some chatting and laughing, others looking at their Attrix books or playing games on their holographic watches. As he entered the classroom, he felt a sense of dread wash over him. He knew he was in the worst class and would be surrounded by people who also had weak powers or no powers at all.

He took his seat at the back of the class, hoping to blend in and not draw attention to himself. As he waited for the class to begin, he looked around and noticed that most of the students in his class were either shy or nervous. He wondered if they felt the same way he did - like they were destined to be the outcasts of the school.

Suddenly, the classroom door burst open and in walked the homeroom teacher, Ms. Kim. She was a tall, stern-looking woman with short hair and a no-nonsense attitude. She quickly silenced the class and introduced herself, then began calling out names for roll call.

When she got to Minho's name, she paused and looked at him with a curious expression. "Minho, is it? You have an F class Attrix, is that correct?" she asked.

Minho nodded, feeling a lump in his throat.

Ms. Kim let out a sigh and shook her head. "Well, let's hope you can prove yourself in this class, Minho. You may be at the bottom now, but you never know what the future holds. Now, let's begin the lesson."

As Ms. Kim started the lesson, Minho tried to pay attention, but his mind kept drifting. He couldn't help but think about his friend Yoonsuh, who had gotten an S class Attrix. He wondered how she was doing in her class and if she was making any friends.

After the class ended, Minho made his way to his locker, feeling defeated. As he opened his locker, he heard a voice behind him. "Hey, are you Minho?"

He turned around to see a girl with short brown hair and kind eyes smiling at him.

"Yes, that's me," he replied, feeling a bit surprised that someone was talking to him.

"I'm Sooyoung. I noticed you in class today and I wanted to say hi. I have an F class Attrix too," she said, holding out her hand.

Minho shook her hand and felt a small glimmer of hope. Maybe he could make a friend in this class after all.

Minho and Yoonsuh walked together towards their homes after school. Minho couldn't help but feel ashamed of his weak power, and Yoonsuh could sense that he was feeling down.

"Don't worry too much about it, Minho. Your power doesn't define who you are," she said, trying to comfort him.

"But I can't help but feel like I'm not good enough," Minho replied, his voice barely above a whisper.

"You are good enough, Minho. And if you don't believe me, then let me show you," Yoonsuh said, determined to lift her friend's spirits.

She took Minho's hand and led him to a nearby park. There, she closed her eyes and concentrated, her body surrounded by a faint blue aura. When she opened her eyes, she pointed her hand towards a tree, and a blast of energy shot out from her palm, obliterating the tree in an instant.

"Wow...that was amazing," Minho said, awestruck.

"You see, Minho? I may have an S-class power, but that doesn't make me any better than you. We all have our own strengths and weaknesses," Yoonsuh said with a smile.

Minho felt a warm sensation spread through his body. Yoonsuh's words had given him a new perspective on things, and he felt more confident than ever before.

When they parted ways, Minho felt a renewed sense of purpose. He would work hard to improve his power, no matter how weak it may seem. He was determined to become a Hunter and make a difference in the world.

The next day, Minho and Yoonsuh arrived at school early in the morning. They walked through the bustling hallways and headed straight to their classroom. As they entered, Minho couldn't help but notice the pitying looks that some of his classmates were giving him.

He felt their gazes following him as he walked to his seat, taking a deep breath to steady his nerves. It was hard not to feel self-conscious when everyone around you saw you as a failure.

As they waited for their teacher to arrive, Yoonsuh leaned over to whisper in Minho's ear. "Don't worry about them," she said, "they don't know anything about your potential. You're going to prove them all wrong."

Minho smiled at her words, feeling a small spark of hope ignite within him. He knew that he had to work twice as hard as anyone else to succeed, but he was determined to make it happen.

Finally, their teacher arrived and started the class. As he introduced himself and explained the course material, Minho found himself struggling to concentrate. His mind kept wandering to thoughts of his useless power and his F class rank.

But then, something unexpected happened. The teacher called out his name and asked him to demonstrate his power. Minho froze, feeling a wave of panic wash over him.

He had never used his power in front of anyone before, let alone in front of his entire class. But he knew that he had no choice. Slowly, he raised his hand and activated his power.

There was a brief moment of silence, and then the class erupted into laughter. Minho felt his face burning with embarrassment as he lowered his hand, feeling like a complete fool.

But then, something even more unexpected happened. One of his classmates, a girl named Soyeon, stood up and walked over to him.

"Don't listen to them," she said, offering him a smile. "I think your power is pretty cool. And who knows, maybe it's more useful than anyone thinks."

Minho felt a glimmer of hope at her words, and he couldn't help but feel grateful for her kindness. Maybe, just maybe, he could make some friends in this class after all.

Minho sighed as he looked at his partner for the dungeon hunting. She looked like she could barely keep her eyes open. He wondered if he was going to be doing all the work. "Hey, you," he said, nudging her shoulder gently. "Are you going to be okay?"

The girl shrugged. "Yeah, I'm fine. Just tired," she mumbled.

Minho couldn't help but feel a bit disappointed. He had hoped for a stronger partner. But he quickly shook off the feeling and focused on the task at hand. The two of them set off towards the dungeon.

As they walked, Minho tried to strike up a conversation. "So, what's your name?"

The girl yawned before replying, "Jihyun. What's yours?"

"Minho," he said, offering her a small smile.

They reached the entrance of the dungeon and Minho felt his heart race. He had never been inside one before. He looked at Jihyun, who seemed unfazed. "You've been in a dungeon before?" he asked.

She shook her head. "No, but it can't be that bad, right?"

Minho shrugged, not wanting to dampen her spirits. They entered the dungeon and were immediately met with darkness. Minho summoned a small ball of light to guide them.

They walked deeper and deeper into the dungeon, encountering various monsters along the way. Minho was surprised at how well Jihyun fought. She may have looked lazy, but she was actually quite skilled.

They reached the end checkpoint, tired but triumphant. As they were about to leave the dungeon, Minho turned to Jihyun. "Hey, you know, you're not so bad after all."

Jihyun smiled, looking a little more awake now. "Thanks, you're not so bad either."

Minho felt a sense of relief wash over him. Maybe being in F class wasn't so bad if he could still find a good partner like Jihyun.

Minho spent the entire class period training his body. He could feel the eyes of his classmates on him, but he didn't care. He was determined to improve himself, no matter what it took. He ran laps around the field, did push-ups and sit-ups, and practiced his swordplay.

As he trained, he noticed a group of boys from the A class watching him. They were snickering and making fun of him. Minho ignored them and continued with his exercises. He knew that he wasn't the strongest or the most talented, but he was willing to work hard and push himself to his limits.

Eventually, the class ended and Minho was covered in sweat and panting for breath. He looked around and saw that most of his classmates were lounging on the grass or chatting with each other. He smiled to himself, knowing that he had pushed himself harder than anyone else in the class.

As he walked back to the school building, he heard someone calling his name. He turned and saw Yoonsuh running towards him.

"Minho! That was amazing!" she exclaimed, her eyes wide with admiration.

Minho grinned, feeling a sense of pride in himself. "Thanks, Yoonsuh. I just want to be the best I can be."

Yoonsuh nodded, a determined look on her face. "I know you will be, Minho. And I'll be there to support you every step of the way."