Paul sat on a chair, silently pondering to himself while monitoring the situation in front of him.
There is a crystal ball on the table that projected real-time feed of what's happening in an arena. Currently, a heated fight of two students were being displayed and Paul was silently gauging their potentials.
Right next to him, a professor asked: "What do you think of them, Headmaster?"
"...could be better." He replied flatly, ignoring the dismayed expression of the professor next to him.
If someone would've told him decades ago that he'll grow-up to have the same job as how own father - a Headmaster of an Academy, Paul would've never believe them. He'll even go as far as to swearing that such a thing isn't possible.
But fate really is fateful sometimes...
