The next day arrived with a mix of excitement and anticipation, the kind that made Lyra's stomach flutter with equal parts eagerness and anxiety. Today was the official orientation of Andosa College, and she and Victor were already dressed in their newly received red uniforms—the attire of the advanced students.
The crimson coats, fitted perfectly with the black trim, it gave them a distinguished air, and Lyra couldn't help but feel a sense of pride at donning the same colors that marked them as the top echelon of the college.
Victor adjusted his collar, smoothing out any remaining creases as they walked towards the grand auditorium. Students, many dressed in black uniforms for regular admission, streamed into the large building. The air was buzzing with chatter and laughter, and Lyra could feel the palpable sense of wonder and excitement as new beginnings beckoned to each one of them.
