As Kairos had gotten close to the second-year building, he encountered two guards stationed by the entrance. They stood tall and still, arms crossed, their expressions etched with disapproval. When he approached, they immediately stepped forward, blocking his path with unwavering glares.
"We're under strict orders," one of them said in a firm voice, "No first-years are allowed beyond this point."
Kairos, however, remained persistent. He didn't flinch or retreat; instead, he met their eyes with calm determination.
"I'm only here to find a forger. I have no intention of causing trouble."
The officer on the left squinted at him, his mouth tightening with clear irritation. After a short silence, he gave a sharp nod.
"Fine. Today's a free day for the second-years anyway. If you're so desperate, go to their dorms and look there."