"Sure thing," the Alex responded. "So, due to some unforeseen issues, we are changing the content and venue of the practical exam for the first-year students."
"How can this be? We have never done that before. Why now? Where is the new venue? How will we handle all preparations? There isn't any time left. What are we going to do?"
A young man around 30 years old started freaking out. He was the class teacher of Class D. He kept rumbling until Caryle stopped him.
"Don't worry, Professor Max. We have already decided on the new venue, and preparations have also started," Alex said in a proud tone, as if he was comforting everyone that everything was under control.
Max was a man in his early thirties, with black hair that was unkempt and fell messily around his forehead in uneven bangs.
