At 3 p.m., he finished his last class of the day.
An eerie silence hung in the air, broken only by the occasional chirps of birds and the faint rustling of leaves.
Rex sat on the same weathered wooden bench as in the morning.
His hands rested on his hips, constantly clenching and relaxing, though it wasn't clear whether it was due to nervousness or excitement.
Inhale… exhale…
He drew in long, deep breaths, trying to steady his restless mind as his eyes locked on the horizon, unfocused.
Honestly, this mission was one of the biggest risks, and possibly the biggest. He had ever taken in both of his lives.
