New Dean Of Student

The walk to the news dean's office was short, and when Mason arrived at the building, he made his way to the second floor, where he met a long queue of students standing outside the closed door. He scanned through the crowd and the ID cards worn by students from various departments, and the look on their faces gave him a hint as to why they were there.

Shifting his gaze to the corner of the hall, Mason could hear the whisper of some boys, with their eyes fixed at the closed door of the dean's office.

“I can't believe I can finally meet her!” One of the boys said excitedly, nodding at his friend, who wore a similar expression.

“Damn, I wish she was my lecturer; I would be attending all classes and wouldn't be wasting my time at the dorm,” another one said dreamily. “I just need to get her numbers; that is all. How is my breath?”

“Not if I get her number first,” another boy said, making a frown crawl into their faces as they struggled to decide who would be in front of the line.

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