What will they call me

At this school, they don't divide us into regular classes, as I initially thought. We have become factions, multiple groups with our own leaders and subordinates. Or as they call us: Masters and Followers. Now we have to study and take exams this way, don't we?
When I left White Room, I was but the Follower. Now I am the Master.
Original fic idea by @RainSennin