He rides away on his scooter, leaving me staring like a fool.
That is so mean. What is his problem? He kinda seems like a weirdo.
I shake it off and also move ahead. Into the large school premise that seems to stretch on as far as the eyes can reach. My mouth falls open in amazement. The buildings were majestic and elegant—ancestral looking. I did not see it from this view when I first came. Or was it me who didn't notice it because I was tensely nervous? It is making me wonder if it had formerly been a castle. There are a lot of teenagers moving about.
It is just like the crowd of fans before a famous singer's concert. I stand still at a stop secretly admiring almost everyone I see. And then it suddenly hits me that I should be at the administration office to get my student stuff instead of gawking out here.
