"Yes, father…
...The One Cursed by God is here."
In front of the Academy gates, the clamoring and murmurings in the air still whispered strongly as there were still students and families that had not headed to the respective housing provided to them by the Academy.
And among them, was a group of students from the South Africa Mega Academy; huddled up along with their families.
However, it was quite hard to determine whose parent is who, as all of them were only looking at one person-- the one that Jamba calls his father. Their heads were all slightly bowed, perhaps not daring to have their eyes at a higher level than Jamba's father.
But even if they weren't bowing their heads; Jamba's father towered even him, who was now probably the tallest student in the Academy, by almost an entire foot.
"Are you sure, my son?" Jamba's father breathed out, the tone of his voice almost shook the ground from how deep it was.
"Yes, fa--"
