Two years later...
14th August, 2019.
The crowd jostled on school premises near the notice board. The results of the previous exams were up. Some were happy, some sad, while some people literally had no sign of anxiety on their faces after learning that they failed. Some wailed in happiness for passing with distinction. Some screamed in excitement, realizing that they were offered scholarships for the next year, whereas some students whimpered as they had to repeat the same grade again due to poor performance.
The toppers were being congratulated by their classmates, while the others who passed with an E grade were distributing chocolates, being grateful. There was a hustle and bustle all around. The teachers sat in the staff room listening to the noise spreading in the college corridors, they half-smiled, half-joked, experiencing the chaos occurring around.
They were also sad because the holidays for the summer were reduced, and it was now only for three weeks—this is because the alpha wanted to introduce a new syllabus to the students. A new method of teaching, where the growing wolves who are the future generation of the kind will get to learn new ways of fighting along with some added knowledge that was not imparted to them earlier.
In short, one can say that an addition was going to be made to the old education in a manner so that the next generation was prepared to face any predicament they met in their path.
Back to the chaotic students, they never stopped speaking as they hugged and greeted their friends.
Clarke came on his bike. It was strictly prohibited to enter the school campus with bikes as they were only limited to parking areas. But who would tell them—the Wild Wolves Bullying Gang! He continuously honked, making everyone grit their teeth, alas nobody had any courage to stand up against him.