The Welcoming Program ( I )

Nux wandered around, burning the beauty of the large hall into memory. He only bowed his head lightly when he met face to face with another student or staff passing by.

Nux walked until he got to a part of the hall that had a stage on it, and an orb on a thin stand in the middle, resembling a mic on its stand.

There were cushioned wooden chairs at the back of the mic, and he could see a guard in pink armour with a blue spear, standing with her chest puffed out. Nux stared at her some more, weirded out by the armour's color, before walking back to take a sit.

Some minutes later, a loud bell rung out, and the students catching up began to find places to sit.

Nux was fortunate to have taken a front seat of the hall, because the students began to rush the front sits like mad men, luckily, a fight didn't break out.

As the students sat down, they continued their chatter, while waiting for whatever was to come.

"Hi!! I'm Conan Dexter." Nux looked to his side and saw a black dude, waving at