The admission block hummed with nervous energy, a beehive of sixteen-year-olds buzzing with anticipation and excitement. The sun, filtering through the glass ceiling, cast a dreamy glow on the diverse faces waiting to be given admission into the academy, a day before the test.
Among the human-like teenagers, a mixture of other ethnicities and features swirled. There were girls with eyes like sunlit pools and boys with hair the color of midnight. Some sported the familiar freckles of summer days, while others held the proud darkness of desert sands in their skin. Laughter and whispered secrets fluttered like dandelion seeds, each exchange like a forming bond forged in the mix of shared hope.
