The morning light poured into the classroom through the tall windows, casting golden streaks across the desks. The students of HA25 sat quietly, the usual hum of pre-class chatter replaced with a nervous energy. The atmosphere was expectant—Professor Kain's entrance always carried an air of gravitas, and today was no exception.
The door opened with a soft creak, and Professor Darius Kain strode into the room, his tall frame commanding immediate attention. His sharp gray eyes swept across the students as he reached the podium, his movements deliberate and confident. The sound of his boots against the polished floor echoed in the silence.
"Good morning," he began, his deep voice resonating through the room. He placed a sleek tablet on the podium, briefly glancing at it before addressing the class. "I trust you've all had a productive week and have finalized your team submissions."
