What an amusing set of people, he thought, watching as everyone left the classroom one by one. There was no time for an idle chat in a place of study, no time for friends or merry talk. It was like they were programmed to function in one particular way, one particular direction, and to be quite frank, it would make it a tad bit easier if things continued that way.
'But well, it's too bad it'll all come to an end.'
Order, power, and authority, all originated from one source, sharing itself between divisions that will spread itself to more divisions. It was like a tree, and what better way to fell a tree than to deracinate it from the roots?
A grin drew itself across his lips as he stared down at his desk, golden eyes gleaming with excitement. His mind traced back to all the events of the previous hour, starting from the moment he arrived till the present second. He replayed it all in his mind, like a film tape, recalling each and every detail like the back of his palm.
