Time.
Four forty in the afternoon.
It has been nearly a quarter of an hour since El entered that classroom.
He has not come out.
The snow was getting heavier.
Everyone's patience was being worn thin.
All kinds of suspicions had already spread among the crowd.
But most voices shared a common sentiment, namely, Ethan probably hadn't created anything impressive.
Otherwise, why hadn't El come out?
Only a few people still believed there wasn't a problem with Ethan.
Bob was naturally one of them.
By now, he almost worshipped Ethan as a god, believing he could succeed no matter what Ethan did.
Sofia was another who was still somewhat concerned.
Even though she also truly believed Ethan was very talented, time as the theme...and such a short time to create something, what could possibly be achieved?
"Principal, why don't I go and take a look?"
Ramon spoke up at this moment.
