My parents were talking with the headmaster about the possibility of my studies at this school, and in the meantime I decided to look around. The corridors were filled with teenagers in school uniforms. They laughed and talked loudly. I sadly sighed, understanding that I had never experienced anything like that.

It was a school of my dreams. My breath caught in the thought that I would be studying here. I wanted so much to come here every day, run along the long corridors in search of the right class, sit in the circle of friends during lunch and just be an ordinary teenager.

walk around the school