Foggy Classroom Excitement
The morning of the semester break was met with an air of excitement and anticipation as I entered the familiar classroom. My shoulder bag carried the weight of the few books I needed, and the room was filled with the vibrant energy of my fellow students. Their faces displayed pure happiness, resembling fresh roses in full bloom. Witnessing such joyous expressions in the early hours promised a delightful day ahead.
As the professor made her entrance, she appeared even more cheerful than the students. Clutching her registers and other materials in her hands, she exuded an aura of enthusiasm that piqued my curiosity. What could be the cause of her elation? I wondered.
Taking her position at the front of the class, she laid open her register and commenced calling out names one by one. The day outside was enveloped in a blanket of fog, adding to the chill of the winter. To combat the cold, everyone had draped themselves in multiple layers of clothing.