Chapter twelve

The door pushed open and Nathania expected to see gangsters and people cleaning their guns with white powder in a bowl sprawled on the desks. There were people alright, and there were desks but to her utmost surprised, there were no guns, no gangsters, no white powders but just people that ranges from teenagers to young adult. And all of them, like literally all of them were identical in dressings as they all had on big round glasses and some where even dressed in oversized hoodies. All of them except one, a boy dressed in a black leather jacket and the only one with color on his hair and without glasses. He looked totally different from them but he was sitting in front of a desk, just like some of them and was busy scribbling fast on a piece of paper.

Nathania glanced around and it was then that she noticed the big white board and on it was a math question that just looking at it, she knew she can never solve without a training and then there was a stopwatch, reading fast while every