"He's got talent that's off the charts, more than anything I've ever seen, and I'd like to see him surpass me before my time comes," the old man stated, nonchalantly shrugging off the significance of his request.
Seth stood on the sidelines, feeling like a forgotten spectator in the midst of this charged dialogue between the two figures before him. They tossed questions and answers back and forth, their words a whirlwind of urgency that eclipsed his presence, making him feel like a mere bystander.
"I see," the principal remarked, his face revealing not just acceptance but also a hint of resignation. He couldn't simply reject the proposition, could he? His eyes, burdened with the weight of the decision, flickered with a glimmer of understanding as he processed the implications of what was being discussed. Seth couldn't help but wonder how this conversation would ultimately shape his own fate.
