1.4 Mateo san

Mark’s pov. “Eh!” I felt a tap on my shoulder as soon as I stepped outside the auditorium. “Hey, which team are you on?” A skinny Asian kid with thick glasses asked with the widest grin. He was… Read More

1.3 Registration Jitters

Mark’s pov. The registration hall was packed with students when I arrived. This is the first time I had ever seen this many young people in the same room all at once. I even heard different languages spoken… Read More

1.2 The Telephone Booth

Mark’s pov. The main campus building was just across the street, as the telephone booth guy had said. It’s a five-story bright-yellow building with a large “Felix Martin University” sign on it. I got onto Fountain Road, then… Read More

1.1 Mark’s Arrival

Mark’s pov.  “Are you ready?” Advisor 223 asked with a wide grin. He looked more awake than usual this morning. Even his usually messy hair was gelled. “Yes, sir,” I answered with a nervous smile. “I’m ready as… Read More