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In all honesty, I don’t enjoy individual talks with teachers.
His office’s furniture was still in the same places as before.
A massive, cluttered desk, a near-empty water fountain, and that scratched, ratty wooden sofa.
The hanging vine on his cabinet seemed to be longer than before. The poking slender, soft leaves still didn’t have enough weight to start drooping.
In a natural environment, a vine is fully matured when it has touched the ground.
Although still scattered, there was a significantly less amount of papers on the desk. Boxes were scattered around the room. It was time for the First Year Head to move to the Second Year Head’s office.
Just like that, a year….