I stood in front of a massive building, nearly twenty stories tall. Its glass exterior gleamed under the sunlight, reflecting the sky above.
A large garden surrounded the entrance, neatly maintained. I also noticed several guards stationed at various points.
Above the entrance, bold wooden-patterned letters spelled out: "Astral Tower."
"So this is the place?" I muttered, tapping my wristband once again to cross-check.
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'Looks great from the outside.'
Let's hope the inside is just as good.
As I approached the entrance, a guard stopped me, requesting my student ID. I handed it over, letting him scan it. After a quick analysis, he gave me a nod and gestured toward the reception desk on the left.
Seated behind the counter was a man, likely in his late thirties, engrossed in his wristband as he tapped away at it.
