The corridor stretched far ahead. Golden light filtered through the tall windows, bathing the place in serene silence.
Jin's footsteps echoed rhythmically, tapping against the marble floors, steady with firm purpose.
After leaving the stifling principal's office, weighed down by heavy talk and burdensome expectations, Jin felt the hallway's emptiness oddly comforting.
Jin straightened his hunched posture and shrugged his shoulders, but his eyes were sharp. The soft breeze spilled from the ventilation caressed his cheeks, almost halting him in place.
He stared ahead and grew accustomed to his second school life, a mix of calm and chaos.
A group of students walked past him. Their conversation was cut short as they instinctively parted to the side.
The earlier event still instills fear in their heart, shaking their consciousness. One of them accidentally gazed at Jin's emerald eyes. He faltered before swiftly leaving the scene.
