Seung, Jinhu, and Jaemin stepped out of Mr. Choi's red car, their shoes crunching on the gravel path as they stood a few meters from the academy's towering gates.
The sun hung low in the sky, casting elongated shadows across the manicured lawn that stretched before them. The academy loomed in the distance, its majestic architecture a testament to the power and prestige within its walls.
Mr. Choi rolled down his window, the hum of the car's engine a steady purr. He gestured towards a building on their left, about ten meters away, with a deliberate motion.
"You'll need to head over there," he said. "That's where you'll submit your malachite bracelets to finalize your enrollment."
Seung gave a respectful nod, a polite smile touching his lips. "Thank you, sir. We'll take it from here."
