Chapter 14

The first rays of sunlight streamed through the tall windows of the classroom, casting a warm, golden glow over the rows of desks arranged neatly in pairs. The classroom itself was a study in symmetry and order, with chalkboards spanning the length of the front wall and corkboards on the back wall displaying students' artwork and notices.

Each desk bore the unmistakable signs of a student's presence – textbooks, notebooks, and the occasional doodle etched into the wooden surface. The room had a familiar, lived-in feel, a place where memories were created, lessons learned, and friendships forged.

As the students settled into their seats, their exuberant chatter gradually quieted, replaced by a sense of anticipation. The first class of the day was about to begin.

At the front of the room, the teacher's desk was neatly organized, bearing the weight of lesson plans and stacks of graded assignments. A large, vintage world map adorned one wall, its faded colours telling stories of far-off l