"My god…"
A faint whisper filled the air, it was low enough that the two examiners standing beside him didn't catch it.
The voice belonged to a man of average height dressed in impeccably polished attire. The man had slicked-back brown hair and a neatly trimmed beard that framed his usually cool, calm, and charming face, which was now etched with worry.
The sweat beading along his temple betrayed the professional exterior he tried to maintain.
It was the test administrator, Morgan.
He was in charge of overseeing the SAA Entrance Exam, coordinating the other examiners, and deciding what the test would be. Every aspect of the process fell onto him, the embodiment of a meticulous strategist who always had a contingency plan for everything.
Morgan had done that for the past 10 years and in all of that time, nothing came close to the crisis he was facing right now.
'The headmaster is going to fire me for real this time'
