Academy of Death

The Nomination of the Student Exchange

The mutters bustle the auditorium full of intelligentsia. The vast number of the intelligentsia narrowed the wide hall even though the seats were well-organized. Luckily, the air conditioning which cooled the innards of the room generated comfort for all of us.

The shriek sound from the door that swung open pulled our eyes to focus on the tall brown skinned figure who just emerged at the doorstep. The mumbles perished as soon as that stern look burst out. The head of the academy elegantly ambled toward the couch on the stage

The same MC that ran the event in the last

assembly took her place on the stage. The academic sat back to their seats after showing their respect in a bow to their leader, the head of the academy. We set our gaze on the stage a hundred percent, waiting for the announcement.

The quietude was over along with the MC's firm voice that echoed across the room. Finishing her foreword, she welcomed the head of the academy to deliver his speech. That man came forward