Chapter One Hundred And Sixty Five

“Greetings.” One of the students who passed by the school greeted me with a bow.

Ryan who had been staring at the completed and now functional school building tore his eyes away from it and responded to the student who was already several steps ahead.

He looked around to realize that sometime during his gazing, the students had let out for their lunch break. From where he was standing, he could see that some were milling around in the garden and having lunch while some preferred to make use of the outdoor café.

He knew and was quite aware that others would be scattered around the indoor cafeteria and different lounges at the different corners of the school.

He had decided it was best the students had a wide variety of places to choose from to have lunch. Experience they say is the best teacher, from experience he knew quite well how it felt to suffer through humiliation in the cafeteria and even worse not to have anywhere else to go. This even sponsored his reasons and gladness to