Destiny's First Call

The classroom buzzed with a cacophony of youthful energies. Conversations about looming exams mingled with the frantic scribbling of last-minute assignments. Amidst the din, Kiro’s gaze drifted beyond the window, lost in the vast expanse of the sky. "The day is beautiful today," he murmured, a soft observation that drew Gordon’s attention.

"Since when did you become interested in the sky?" Gordon asked, a hint of playful skepticism in his voice.

Kiro rolled his eyes, a familiar gesture. "Can't I just admire it?"