Semua Bab Royalty College : Bab 1 - Bab 7

“Thanks, Coach!” I said, grinning, before bursting out the gym door into a full sprint, determined to finish my laps. I caught a glimpse of Coach trying to hide a smile, but it slipped out anyway. I came back from my laps drenched in sweat, Coach didn't even give me a breather “fix your gloves” he said “and start working on the punching bag” he added, I started punching, I was giving it my best, but I wasn't feeling it, my mind was somewhere else, imagining what college would be like, not any type of college but Royalty College, it offers so much career opportunities, many famous people finished from there, “Nevile” coach called, jolting me back to reality, he's the only one that calls me by my first name, “ Now that you've warmed up we start with shadow boxing” coach said, “coach you're trying to kill me, not even a moment to breathe?” I asked “I'm trying to turn you into a beast, will your opponent give you a space to breathe in the ring?” I shook my head “good, now we shadow box

It was 8 PM when I heard my dad’s car horn. He actually came home early, just as he said he would. On a normal day, he wouldn’t return until midnight or later. I peeked through the window and saw him stepping out of the car. As soon as he entered, I went to meet him to take his bag. “Collins,” he called. I tensed up. He only calls me by my name when something serious has happened. “Yes, sir?” I responded. “I heard you got into a fight today?” His tone made it clear it wasn’t a question that required an answer. News had already reached him. Before I could speak, he added, “I hope you won?” I looked up, surprised. I had expected a lecture, maybe even an argument. I was still getting used to him—I hadn’t grown up with my dad, and there was still a lot to learn about him. “Yes, I did,” I admitted, “but I only fought because he injured Uncle and wouldn’t shut up about it.” “As long as you won, I’m fine with it. We don’t lose in this family.” He laughed, and I let out a relieved ch

In front of the Faculty of Science, three imposing halls loomed ahead of me. I hesitated, scanning the area, trying to decipher which one I was supposed to enter. Just then, I spotted a guy standing a few feet away, his expression mirroring my own confusion. He was tall, white, and dressed with effortless elegance. “This guy would definitely get a lot of ladies, that’s for sure,” I murmured to myself before approaching him. “Hello,” I greeted. “Hi?” he responded, his eyes narrowing slightly as if trying to place me. “Are you a freshman too?” I asked. “Yeah, I am. How’d you figure?” “Just a wild guess,” I said, flashing a small smile. “I guess you’re looking for the lecture hall, yeah?” he asked. “Yes,” I replied, relieved. “I don’t know where it is, but my friend does. She went to grab some snacks.” “She?” I asked, raising an eyebrow. “Yes, she,” he confirmed. “You’ve already made a female friend?” I asked, surprised. “Not really. She was my classmate in high school. We j