"The second semester starts tomorrow…."
As Lucas gazed out the window, the snow continued to blanket the world outside, casting a serene, if somewhat melancholic, glow over his small hometown.
The cold air that drifted in as he opened the window carried a crisp freshness, and the white mist of his breath mingled with the wintry air.
The endless snowfall and the pale, overcast skies had become a familiar backdrop to his thoughts during his vacation.
His time at home had been a mix of hard work and moments of quiet reflection.
Training had been a priority, but Janica's frequent requests and the biting cold had limited his progress.
Still, he had managed to hone the basics of his skills, which provided him with a sense of accomplishment despite the interruptions.
Lucas was somewhat disappointed that he couldn't push his training further, but he recognized that vacations were not solely for rigorous practice.
