"Now, if you have a moment," Riggs Bourne continued, his expression shifting from administrative to something more personal.
"I'd like to discuss your future here at Aethel Academy."
I nodded, unsure of where this conversation was headed.
He gestured toward the door.
"Come with me, Julian. Let's take a walk."
I hesitated, then rose to follow him.
"All right, sir."
We left the main office and stepped into the hallway. Students bustled past, engrossed in their own conversations and schedules. As we walked, I wondered where he was taking me.
I could only hope it wasn't to see Principal Nyx.
"I understand you have your reasons for avoiding the advanced track," Riggs said, his tone less formal now that we were out of the office. "But I still believe you're wasting your potential."
"It's not about wasting potential," I replied, trying to keep up with his long strides. "It's about making the most of it in my own way."
"Hmm," he murmured, unconvinced.
