CHAPTER 3 Altair

I finished my class feeling somewhat indifferent. The weather outside was stormy and the atmosphere inside the classroom was dull and tiring, probably because of the teacher's demeanour. Professor Sarah Thompson, despite being in her mid-thirties, gave off the impression of a woman in her fifties. Her face appeared paler than usual, even to someone like me who was seeing her for the first time.

As I was lost in my thoughts, a voice interrupted me," Hey bud."As I turned around, my eyes met with those of a boy who appeared to be around my age. His personality seemed to mirror mine in many ways, although I couldn't help but notice that he was much more muscular than I was. The way his biceps bulged under his shirt gave me the impression that he was an athlete, someone who devoted a considerable amount of time to physical exercise. It was as if his body was a testament to his hard work and dedication to his craft.

"Hi, I'm Altair Jensen. New in here." I said. "Josh Parker, and yes I am new here too, although I moved here a month ago", He said. "If it doesn't sound nosy and all, I think you should join the University's sports team" I suggested. " You have got the eye of an Eagle," he said. I laughed at his sarcasm. "Anyways it's about to rain you should go home. It's dangerous in here, both the weather and the people." He said while looking around as if someone would hear. "I didn't understand what are you...