From Scorn to Throne: William Anderson's Journey

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Soon the sky began to change color, from bright blue to red orange, a sign that the sun was beginning to set. Evan drove a striking red Ferrari, speeding down the road towards the campus gate. The clock on the dashboard read 6pm.

Although the car was quite conspicuous, Evan always knew how to hide it. He chose a rather dark spot on the side of the gate, a place that was quite hidden from the crowd of students walking by. It was quite sheltered by the lush trees and the shadows of the tall buildings around it.

Evan parked his car carefully, making sure that it was not clearly visible from the main road. He turned off the engine, then looked back, checking if anyone had seen them. Calmly, he looked at the crowd of students walking by, waiting for William to arrive.

As the campus crowds began to die down, Evan sat quietly in his luxury car, waiting for the right moment to start his next stunt. He knew that in this world of attention, solitude and secrecy were precious.

In the distance, W